Bang! Bang!!
A series of cracking sounds rang out. The Toad King did nothing at all; merely with each breath,
extremely cold spiritual qi gushed from its mouth.
Ling Xuanxiao took out a string of bronze bells.
As the bell chimes rippled outward, Ling Xuanxiao raised two fingers of his left hand and brushed them over the sword's edge.
The frigid qi throughout the entire cave surged together madly, only to be blocked by the sound of the bells.
Ling Xuanxiao's pupils contracted slightly as he teleported away.
The spot where he had just stood had already been frozen solid in space.
And along the path Ling Xuanxiao had moved, one phantom after another remained behind—the trails of spiritual qi left as his afterimages faded.
Had he been even half a step slower, he would have been the one frozen now.
Even so, half of Ling Xuanxiao's foot had already been encased in ice.
Ling Xuanxiao had no time to care about such a minor injury. He rapidly chanted incantations.
"From Qian Palace, tread the Dipper and draw down Tianxuan; at Xun's position, pinch the wind and bind dragon and flood serpent. Kan water flows in reverse to seal the seven apertures; Li fire burns the meridians and severs the three burners..."
Several glowing talismans immediately shot from Ling Xuanxiao's sleeves and nailed themselves into the icy walls beneath the ground.
With several crisp cracks, the ice walls broke apart and reassembled beneath the talismans' impact.
Yet those ice crystals did not scatter away.
Instead, under the talismans' power, they swiftly condensed into a massive cage.
The cage was completely transparent. Around it, cinnabar talismans transformed into crimson-gold chains.
Countless incantations glimmered faintly upon the chains, forming a net that covered the Toad King's prison.
The ice toad let out