It had been a long time since he last used the Ice Soul Spirit Crystal. The treasure had recovered its Divine Might, and in an instant, endless Cold Ice erupted and spread across the sky, freezing even the blue heavens.
At once, the temperature in the Divine Kingdom plummeted, as if the world were ending. The ignorant Green Skin Tribe below fell to their knees, begging the Deity for forgiveness.
To these expendable sources of Incense Power, every natural disaster was punishment sent down by the Deity.
As for Luo Qilin, the Ice Soul Spirit Crystal had nearly cost him half his life.
Icicles hung from his entire body. Half his torso was like a block of ice and had shattered apart. With only half his body left, his aura was chaotic, and even his Primordial Spirit felt a bone-deep chill.
"What kind of treasure is this?!"
He gritted his teeth and shuddered. His body instantly recovered, but boundless cold still rampaged inside him, and he could not purge it completely anytime soon.
He had also seen Ye Kang hurl the treasure. Although he had instinctively defended himself, he had still vastly underestimated the Ice Soul Spirit Crystal's power.
If he hadn't had True Intent protecting him, he would already have become an ice statue.
He used the Fire Method to drive the cold from his body, while his face darkened as he formed a Hand Seal.
Countless Spatial Rifts appeared, and shadowy figures emerged from them, swords in hand.
Sword Qi shattered the ice, bringing a world-destroying hailstorm down upon the Divine Kingdom below.
Countless members of the Green Skin Tribe were smashed to death.
But neither Luo Qilin nor Ye Kang cared in the slightest.
They were just expendable fodder. Neither man would lose sleep over how many