What kind of situation was this? Qin Fengming, standing within the formation, could sense it clearly, but he had never seen anything like it before: the cold was actually capable of freezing mist that was shaped like air!
Qin Fengming knew of the laws of extreme ice—a supreme force of icy coldness from the Heaven and Earth.
When Qin Fengming and Si Rong had once ventured into the Sea of Demonic Souls, he had sensed the aura of extreme ice. But the aura of extreme ice now appearing before him was clearly somewhat stronger than the one in the depths of the Sea of Demonic Souls.
As the controlling existence of Youfu Palace, Zhan Meng's other divine abilities aside, this palm strike alone, containing the aura of extreme ice, was enough to make her look down upon cultivators of the same rank.
Within the formation, Qin Fengming naturally would not truly allow his body to experience the aura of extreme ice descending upon him.
However, from the sluggish sensation revealed by the formation's operation, Qin Fengming's heart sank heavily. For the formation to display such an abnormality was enough to show how powerful the aura of extreme ice carried by Zhan Meng's palm strike was.
Facing such a powerful attack, Qin Fengming had no idea whether this formation could withstand it.
His hands flickered with tapping motions, and densely packed silk blades shot forth like raindrops blotting out the sky and earth, surging toward the colossal palm print.
The icy chill spread in all directions, the mist stood still, and the colossal palm print smashed forward with overwhelming force. In an instant, it collided with the densely packed silk blades.
"Hahaha... How do you find this Qin's Lesser Five Elements Minor World Great Formation?"
As the silk blades and palm