Seven Crimson Flame Flying Swords tore through the wind and snow. Wherever their Flame Dragon Killing Array passed, the air warped under the scorching heat, crackling explosively as though even space itself would catch fire.
The ice phoenix did not even lift its eyes. It merely raised its left wing slightly.
A single visible wave of pale, absolute-zero cold swept outward in a fan, its terrifying chill freezing even the void.
Sssss!
The clash of extreme heat and extreme cold produced a fierce hiss, like red-hot iron plunged into ice water. The crimson flames around the flame dragon visibly dimmed, shrank, and blackened, as though the fire itself had suffered frostbite.
Yet the rising steam froze again the instant it appeared, turning into ice crystals.
The flame dragon charged through wave after wave of cold. Its flames were rapidly suppressed, their blazing brilliance turning dark, while the flying swords grew dangerously unstable, trembling violently as they struggled forward.
"This thing's cold... can freeze and extinguish the origin of true fire!" True Lord Chiri's pupils contracted sharply. He could feel that chill eroding and weakening even the soul connection between him and his flying swords.
He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence mixed with raging true essence, his hand seals shifting like shadows.
The seven Flame Flying Dragons roared and instantly merged into a colossal dragon of golden flame. Searing white heat surged through the gaps between its scales, instantly vaporizing the surrounding ice crystals. It tore savagely through the cold wave and lunged at the ice phoenix.
Suddenly, the ice phoenix let out a piercing cry, its voice ringing like metal and stone through the sky. Its wings swept down like wings spanning the heavens, shattering the void. The flame dragon roared,