"Indeed, a bit unfortunate!" Lin Qi watched the Dragon Witch King warily. "What do you want on the surface world? Dragon Witch King, I know how terrifying the powerful beings of your undead race are, so I cannot tolerate you walking freely through the surface world. Return to the Undead Abyss, or be..."
Lin Qi's words were cut off by dozens of black fire meteors rushing straight at him. The bucket-sized black dragon-skull opened its jaws, and dozens of fist-sized fire meteors came hurtling at Lin Qi with piercing ghostly shrieks. Before they were even a dozen meters from him, great sheets of black ice had already emerged around Lin Qi, freezing his body solid in midair.
Such terrifying cold—even cold that could freeze the void itself—made Lin Qi's eyes widen in shock. Then he threw a fierce punch forward. With a deafening boom, Lin Qi's heavy fist struck out like an axe hacking through the world, shattering the ice sheets before him. Dozens of black fire meteors slammed into his fist and instantly turned into strange black runes, silently seeping into Lin Qi's body.
Lin Qi's body shuddered. He felt strange forces penetrating him: numbness, weakness, sluggishness, helplessness, petrification, deadly poison, decay, plague, confusion, fear, blindness... Hundreds of dreadful curses that made him want to roar, yet left him unable even to make a sound, erupted at once. In an instant, Lin Qi became a limp, immobile corpse, toppling miserably to the ground.
Hu Xinzhu gave a strange cry and viciously swept his folding fan forward. A vast tide surged up from the flat ground, and the crimson spring water swiftly evaporated into mist before condensing into ice crystals. Ice crystals the size of mirrors, each several yards across, clicked together one after another. A tiny dimensional labyrinth immediately