Just then!
Chu Linger looked coldly at Bai Jun as he charged straight at her, a glint of frost flashing through her eyes.
Her thin lips parted slightly as she said icily:
"Too late!"
Before her words had even faded.
The azure light walls surrounding this formation barrier space surged with an incomparably frigid power.
Terrifying cold currents filled every corner.
Immediately after.
One icy-blue hailstone after another carved trails of frost through the air, raining down upon Bai Jun like a blanket cast over heaven and earth.
The cold currents permeating this space also grew even more frigid.
Not only was his physical body restricted.
Even his Magic Power was affected by the dreadful chill.
Restrictions came one after another from every direction, causing Bai Jun's battle prowess to decline considerably.
However.
Bai Jun truly was a cultivator born of a top-tier immortal sect with an inheritance stretching back through the ages. His means of dealing with crises were far beyond what ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators could compare to.
He first took out several defensive Magic Treasures and reinforced himself with a defensive divine ability, using them to protect his body.
In the blink of an eye.
Several protective Light Screens spread out from around him.
And at that very moment.
The azure hailstones, carrying an aura capable of freezing all things, swept in like a surging tidal wave.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!!
Before long, Bai Jun's outermost Light Screen was covered in a layer of ice crystals.
It looked as though it had become even sturdier.
Yet this phenomenon lasted for less than three breaths.
The ice-crystal-covered Light Screen split with crack after crack, like pottery on the verge of shattering—at the lightest touch, it would crumble completely into fragments.
The divine ability was broken along with it!
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