Boom—
Qiong Hua struck first. As she unleashed the Lotus Flower Sword Palm, the sword-force palms condensed between her hands blasted fiercely toward the leading figures of the Thirteen Forts.
The startled crowd hurriedly gathered their qi to defend themselves.
The accumulated snow in the valleys on both sides was swept up by the palm force, cascading like toppled silver dragons and forming towering waves of snow that crashed down.
The faces of everyone from the Cold River Thirteen Forts changed.
"Not good, she wasn't aiming at us!"
"She's trying to escape!"
In an instant, they all realized it.
Amid the collapsing sea of snow that filled the sky, Qiong Hua's retreating figure flickered in and out of sight.
The leading elder roared, "What are you standing around for? Chase her!"
However.
Before they had run very far in pursuit, they simultaneously sensed the disturbance of an array being activated.
"Not good, it's a trap!"
"This bitch wants to use an array against us!"
"With her strength, how powerful could an array possibly be? There are so many of us—are we afraid of one woman?"
Amid their noisy shouts, none of them retreated at once.
Very soon, they were caught within the array's reach.
The surroundings were instantly shrouded in dense snowy mist, so thick they could not see their own hands before their faces.
"Why did it suddenly become so quiet?"
"Why do the snowflakes in this mist not feel cold at all when they land on us?"
"What kind of array did that bitch set up?"
Someone cried out in alarm, "Don't tell me it's some grand sacrificial array that she plans to use to perish with us!"
"Why does this seem a little like the Vast Sea Soul-Lost Array?"
An elder who also cultivated the art of