The bone-chilling Ice True Intent swept across the forest clearing in an instant, carrying the vast pressure of an Upper Sage like a cold front.
Wherever the chill passed, a thick layer of frost formed on the ground. The surrounding plants and trees froze solid, icicles hung from their branches and leaves, and even the moisture in the air turned to ice crystals that fell with a soft rustle.
The black-robed Martial Artists had no chance to resist before ice coiled around them.
Starting at their feet, the ice raced upward. In an instant, most of the Lower Sages were completely sealed in ice, turned into sculptures that stood rigid and unable to move. They could not summon even a trace of Saint Power.
The remaining five Middle Sages poured all their strength into resisting with their Saint Power, but could only slow the freezing. Their bodies stiffened, their faces turned deathly pale, and terror nearly spilled from their eyes.
The leader of the black-robed men, a fighter at the peak of the Middle Sage realm, trembled all over. Ice had already climbed to his waist, Frost Aura invaded every inch of his skin, and even his meridians seemed about to freeze.
He watched Li Yun approach step by step. None of his earlier arrogance or savagery remained, only boundless fear and despair. "Stop!" he screamed, his voice shaking. "I'll tell you everything! Please spare my life!"
Li Yun stopped and raised a hand, halting the ice. His gaze was as cold as the ice itself as he looked down at the man.
"Speak. Tell me what's really going on. If I'm in a good mood, I might spare your lives!"
"I'll talk, I'll talk..."
"The Qing'an Escort Agency actually recruited us at great expense. We set this ambush without