Thud, thud, thud.
The ice mirror that Ice Yang had hidden inside remained unmoved under Gu Xueqin and Che Tong's relentless attacks. Ice Yang within it, however, did not look entirely unaffected.
Under the two devastating assaults, Ice Yang seemed caught in a storm, his form twisting as he struggled to dispel the attacks.
"This ice mirror can actually neutralize both our attacks. It's almost identical to the legendary Sui Bing Zhi Yuan Demon Mirror. No wonder he dared to storm the Snow Civet Palace alone."
Che Tong stopped, his face dark. "Continuing to attack will only waste our strength. Fellow Daoist Gu, do you have a way to defeat him?"
They were in the Snow Civet Palace. Faced with such a thorny problem, Che Tong naturally left it to Gu Xueqin.
"The Snow Civet Palace's wards have been affected, and that fellow Bulu is coming too." Gu Xueqin's face was grim.
She had thought that, with her strength greatly increased and the Snow Civet Palace's wards recently reinforced, even a demon of the same rank would never dare trespass. Who could have guessed that what she considered a tight defense would look full of holes to their enemies?
Not only was Ice Yang hiding inside that damned ice mirror, but the Snow Civet Palace's wards were also beginning to show flaws—and those flaws were growing larger. They could no longer pose a sufficient threat to Ice Yang.
"Haha, Brother Ice Yang, I told you we should enter the Snow Civet Palace together, but you insisted on going alone. Now you've run into trouble, haven't you?" A booming voice rang out, seeming to come from everywhere and nowhere.
"Damn it, a diversion!" Gu Xueqin's expression changed. Though Bulu had used a special method to make his voice seem elusive and