The Dragon-shaped sword qi took the offensive.
It was responsible for directly dealing with Ling Wuyuan's various attacks.
The Smoke Chain controlled the field.
It was responsible for finding opportunities to bind Ling Wuyuan and subject him to all kinds of disruptions that could not be ignored.
The frigid wind transformed into the battlefield itself.
It filled every corner of the surrounding environment at every moment, ceaselessly bringing Ling Wuyuan all manner of unavoidable environmental effects.
Under the control of their respective wielders,
the three [True Forms], each possessing utterly different natures and effects, displayed entirely different uses and an extremely well-coordinated synergy.
By each performing their own duties,
they successfully brought Ling Wuyuan all kinds of trouble in a short span of time.
Among them,
the most troublesome factor for Ling Wuyuan was those translucent, pale frigid winds.
It was not because they were the strongest.
In fact,
judging solely by their user,
their wielder should have been the weakest of the three.
But they were wind.
Invisible, formless, omnipresent wind.
Because they constantly filled the entire battlefield, perpetually spreading through every area within tens of thousands of miles,
no matter how Ling Wuyuan dodged at this moment, he could not evade their interference.
Not only did those frigid winds inflict damage upon Ling Wuyuan at every moment,
they also directly became resistance, drastically slowing both his movement speed and attack speed!
If, previously,
even while high in the air, the disruptive environment around him had little effect on Ling Wuyuan,
then now, as those frigid winds continued to spread and howl, Ling Wuyuan felt as though he were moving back and forth through incomparably hard ice...
This situation not only left his entire body freezing cold and his limbs numb, even his soul was being blown to the