After the Snow Demon occupied the martial artist's body, he became little more than a puppet.
Although the human martial artist himself had been a Divine Extremity Realm expert, the Snow Demon occupying his body probably could not display even a tenth of his strength.
Xun's order was decisive, and Luo Zheng did not hesitate either. After being occupied by the Snow Demon, this man could no longer be called human.
The human martial artist staggered about with a longsword in hand, trying to fend off the three Nethergod Shadows. But the Snow Demon could not even draw on his true essence—how could it possibly withstand them?
Almost instantly, he was torn apart by the three Nethergod Shadows!
After dealing with the human martial artist, Luo Zheng turned his attention back to Mu Mingxue.
Although Xun was not worried, there was always the possibility of something going wrong. Being eroded by the Snow Demon was equivalent to death, so Luo Zheng naturally worried that Mu Mingxue might fail to escape the Snow Demon's illusion.
However, the instant he turned his head, a burst of cold air suddenly erupted between Mu Mingxue's fingers. Then fresh blood shot from her fingertip!
Her body trembled violently. She opened her eyes, her gaze pure as water. When she saw Luo Zheng staring at her with concern, she smiled sweetly at him and said, "I'm fine."
Luo Zheng's face filled with astonishment. He glanced at the wound on Mu Mingxue's finger in confusion. "This is..."
"I was afraid the Snow Demon would confuse me, so I condensed an icicle with my true essence and held it in my hand... If I didn't melt the icicle after the time it takes an incense stick to burn, it would explode," Mu Mingxue explained with a smile.
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