As they raced onward, Lin Qi suddenly discovered in surprise that the ice fiends pursuing them relentlessly had abruptly stopped. They refused to take another step forward. The huge ice fiend let out a low roar and unwillingly hurled several enormous chunks of ice in their direction, then gradually retreated, looking back every few steps.
Lin Qi tightened his grip on the great axe. It seemed there was something ahead that these ice fiends feared. And something capable of frightening even these savage creatures, who knew no fear—who knew what kind of vicious, ruthless thing it could be?
After quietly warning the people beside him, Lin Qi and the others continued their pursuit of Diogo and Arthur.
One side chased while the other fled, both moving at the utmost speed. After barely half a quarter-hour, the group left the region littered with jagged icebergs. An endless ice plain suddenly appeared ahead. The immense plain was formed from a single gigantic block of ice. At its edge, the divine descendants and arbitrators of the two great temples were confronting Ais Te and a group of red succubi.
This time, the real Ais Te had truly appeared. She wore a silver gown, her expression still as icy as a mountain. Her exquisite little face seemed frozen solid; even when she spoke, the corners of her eyes and brows did not so much as stir.
The Deep Blue Heart floated above her head. Streams of dark-blue icy current poured from it, forming a sturdy shield around Ais Te and the red succubi. Wherever those cold currents passed, even the air showed signs of freezing solid. Hundreds of layers of exceedingly thin ice flickered in and out of view, forming a transparent wall of frozen protection around Ais Te's group.
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