The fire attribute was a streak of red, the water law was white, and frost was blue.
The power of the three laws condensed within the Spirit Flower. It seemed to have shrunk slightly, yet it was more solid and radiant, with interwoven law patterns on its surface exuding a pressure that made hearts tremble.
Moreover, having successfully fused fifteen strands of frost law, he now stood among the very strongest at the perfected Martial Saint realm. Every movement could already draw upon some of the power of the laws of heaven and earth.
Chen Xia slowly stood and stretched his body.
Feeling the oceanic power surging within him, as though he could shatter the void with a single punch, along with the incomparably clear rules of ice within the Spirit Flower, he wore a satisfied expression.
During this seclusion, he had not only broken through to the perfected Martial Saint realm in one stroke, but also laid an exceptionally solid foundation and mastered the powerful frost law. His strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
He dispelled the formation and took a single step, leaving the mountain's interior and appearing above the Snow Palace.
He did not deliberately restrain his aura. The pressure of a perfected Martial Saint, imbued with fluctuations of law, enveloped the entire imperial city like an invisible canopy.
Everyone who sensed this aura, whether Ye Xueqing or the kingdom's subjects and cultivators, felt awe and fear welling up from the depths of their souls. They could not help looking toward that white-robed figure suspended in the void like a deity.
Chen Xia had emerged from seclusion.
This journey had shortened his progress by several years, allowing him to reach the perfected Martial Saint realm.
And Chen Xia was confident that he could break through to the