"Wah-yah-yah, charge, charge, charge! Kill them until they're thrown into chaos, until blood flows into rivers!"
Icebergs crisscrossed one another, and cold mist filled the ravines.
Every blade of grass and leaf was coated in a transparent shell of ice. A thousand-zhang white dragon coiled around the icebergs, its claws planted on the ground as they pinned down a Southern Border True Image. Lowering its head, it exhaled mist. Eight Fat Catfish shot out from the white fog, gripping massive iron saws in pairs. Pushing and pulling, they forcibly sawed apart the Grandmaster's limbs.
"Ah! Demon! Die!"
Bang!
The mist exploded and scattered.
The thousand-zhang white dragon shrank to three zhang. A cold gleam behind it swung towards empty space, plowing through the earth for half a li. Little Mirage Dragon easily dodged, spun about in a nimble turn, and landed back at Long E Ying's waist, pulling a face.
Ice spikes and caltrops interspersed with flesh and blood.
The vast forest had entirely become a frozen hell. Skin cracked open like Red Lotus petals, while countless Gu insects froze into ice blocks and fell, shattering apart.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"Run! It's a top-tier Celestial Grandmaster!"
"Go call for help! Hurry and call for help!"
Boom!
A figure descended. Long E Ying held an ice sword and flipped lightly back, sweeping her gaze over the fleeing Grandmasters. Her long boots crushed an iceberg beneath them, and in an instant, she arrived before them.
Water murmured through the long, narrow ravine. The torrential rain had vanished without a trace, and the damp rocks reflected the moonlight.
The cut had gone too deep.
Groundwater bubbled up through cracks in the rock strata, gathering and rising until it filled the ravine into a deep river, as though the earth had split open a