He first threw out the two colossal White Skeletons, so huge they blotted out the sky.
In an instant, the heavens were veiled, turning dim.
A Bing and A Huo froze for only a moment before raising their eyes together to face the arrow in the sky.
Thump, thump, thump!
The Emberglow White Skeleton was the first to go berserk. As it flailed about with incoherent cries, White Flame blasted from beneath its feet, and it sprang into the air with a savage punch carrying scorching force.
During this time.
The Ice-Blue White Skeleton's hands turned into afterimages. The ice-type profundity formation beneath its towering body lit up, instantly covering the entire Azure Mo Sword Realm.
As the north wind blew, ice and snow withered.
Crack!
The windblown dust filling the sky froze. The power of the Three-Day Frost Calamity was fully unleashed, and ice crystals replaced everything.
At this moment, whether it was this mountain peak where the battle raged or every inch of ground within the range covered by Eight Palaces Town, all became coated in ice crystals, the bone-chilling cold seeping in within moments.
—Ice Age!
Gou Wuyue and Elder Sang broke free the instant they became ice sculptures.
Both men stared in shock.
No one would have believed that, at the brink of life and death, a mere Innate could unleash so many trump cards.
Even Elder Sang felt as though the Xu Xiaoshou before him—the boy who had never been reliable—had become a completely different person.
But this was not over yet!
The two White Skeletons were certainly powerful, but their power was too limited.
Even if they could use the power of a Throne to fight a Cutting Path, a Taixu expert could likely break their defenses.
How could they possibly withstand a demi-saint?