Back then, when Lu Xiaotian hadn't used his True Illusion Ice Eye, he'd had no good way to counter this move either. He'd formed a sword formation with eight Misty Flying Swords, guarding himself on every side as tightly as an iron barrel, without leaving the slightest opening. Even Xiang Qingcheng hadn't been able to do anything to him.
Aside from the giant Demon Ape leader, whose body had merged with the Demon Ape Aspect, these Snowstorm Demon Apes weren't all that powerful. Faced with Xiang Qingcheng's move, they immediately lost their bearings.
They assumed the wondrous white light could only confuse and hinder enemies, and had no direct killing power. Xiang Qingcheng's ability to trap several Demon Apes at once was already astonishing, but the odds of her killing them all in one strike seemed slim.
At that moment, the two of them were grasshoppers tied to the same boat, and Lu Xiaotian could no longer afford to hold back. With a thought, the Dharma Pearl inside him spun rapidly. A chill surged toward the space between his brows, which suddenly opened to reveal a crystalline, vertical ice eye.
The ice eye slowly opened. The expanse of white before him receded, but his vision was still nowhere near as clear as usual. It seemed that even the True Illusion Ice Eye, which could dispel evil and pierce deception, wasn't entirely unaffected.
Still, through the vast white glare, he could see the several Snowstorm Demon Apes above the Tenth Tier trapped within it, their faces stricken with alarm. That was enough for him to fight. These Demon Apes had already been considerably weaker than him and Xiang Qingcheng, and now they were each fighting alone, unable to join forces. Even their divine senses were badly hampered by the white light.