Lu Chen's steps were steady. Every footfall seemed to land on Nan Rouhan's taut nerves.
At that moment, the Golden Dragon King's pressure had pinned her firmly in place. Her Soul Power was stagnant in her meridians, and even her breathing trembled.
"You've already lost."
Lu Chen's voice was calm.
But his words grated on Nan Rouhan's ears. Soul Masters with a Dragon Type Martial Soul always carried an air of superiority, as though they were above everyone else.
Even arrogance...
"Don't get cocky!"
Soul Power surged through Nan Rouhan's body. Ignoring the creaking of her bones, she forced herself to channel it.
Her fourth and Fifth Soul Rings lit up.
Lu Chen watched, a trace of surprise rising in his heart. Nan Rouhan was actually forcing her Martial Soul into action under the Golden Dragon King's pressure!
An Ice Blue Halo suddenly bloomed around Nan Rouhan. Within it, countless tiny Ice Soul Fragments hovered and spun in the air.
A moment later, a miniature Ice Dragon Phantom appeared above her head, then slowly burrowed into her brow. As it merged with her, Nan Rouhan's aura changed dramatically.
"Ice Dragon Roar!" The Sixth Soul Ring on Nan Rouhan's body lit up!
A biting wind howled over the Ice Lake, carrying shards of ice. Nan Rouhan stamped her feet against the frozen surface.
She raised her head and spread her arms. The pale blue Soul Power around her surged, transforming into an Ice Dragon Phantom dozens of meters long that coiled into the sky. Ice crystals on its scales caught the sunlight, gleaming with a piercingly cold light.
The Ice Dragon Phantom suddenly raised its head and opened its enormous jaws, lined with sharp ice fangs. In an instant, a low, savage Dragon Roar made the air tremble. An invisible psychic