A single sword split the sky, freezing more than ten miles of land!
With Ye Qianqian's current cultivation, freezing even a thousand miles would have been effortless. There was simply no need for it now; it would only waste her true essence.
Even so, the sword light shook the heavens, still terrifying beyond measure.
The sword light directly sent a tremendous ripple through the void.
It slashed straight at Zhu Liang, while Zhu Liang's twin axes came chopping down without the slightest courtesy, their force like dragons sweeping away everything in their path.
Bang!
With a thunderous explosion, Zhu Liang staggered back again and again. Both his hands had completely frozen over, and the icy chill passed through the massive axes into his body, filling him with horror.
Yet that was not the reason he kept retreating.
Fine cracks had actually appeared on his two Heaven Rank magic item axes. It was utterly terrifying. Those two axes were Heaven Rank magic items, forged at the cost of who knew how many resources; they were practically his entire fortune and his very lifeblood.
And now, cracks had appeared on them. How could that not leave him utterly aghast? He had never imagined such a thing. No matter what enemies he had fought desperately in the past, his axes had never once been damaged.
How could he not be horrified?
Looking at Ye Qianqian again, the longsword in her hand seemed forged from ice and snow itself. Faint, continuous ringing came from it, as though it were about to pierce the void and transform into a dragon soaring through the heavens. It was incomparably miraculous.
Although Ye Qianqian had yet to fully control the Snow Yao Sword, even a tiny fraction of its power was more than enough to bear down upon