One of Cui Tianzheng's four companions had died, and now another was injured. Their strength had been greatly reduced, and Cui Tianzheng's heart had turned icy cold. They had originally come to surround and kill Lu Xiaotian, but who could have expected that after entering this land of snowstorms, they would encounter these strange fiends capable of hiding within the ice? They came and went without a trace, and there were even more of them than they had imagined. If this continued, let alone killing Lu Xiaotian, merely surviving in this land of blizzards would be extremely difficult for them.
So many people had entered the land of blizzards that Cui Tianzheng's group could not possibly be the only ones attacked by these phantom shadows. Lu Xiaotian and the others had suffered the same attacks. One of them had been aimed at Fu Lianyue, who was at the very front of the group, but a crescent-shaped blade of light released from around Fu Lianyue's neck had forced it back.
Lu Xiaotian had also encountered an attack. With his strength, he had simply sent the phantom shadow flying back into the ice wall with one palm. The phantom shadows' attacks were sudden and incredibly swift. Once they made their move, even celestial immortals at their level would find it extremely difficult to summon an immortal artifact and respond adequately in such a brief span of time. Only Lu Xiaotian still possessed enough strength to repel them with his bare hands.
Later, after Fu Lianyue and the others had learned their lesson, they each kept their immortal artifacts directly in hand, so that they could react the instant they encountered an attack.
Whoosh! Two more phantom shadows attacked Lu Xiaotian simultaneously—one from an ice boulder suspended overhead, and the other from within