Back in human form, Mu Xuanheng's body was still battered and broken.
The cracks in his collarbone were clearly visible.
"Emperor Sword, Ice Extreme Peerless!"
A frigid sword aura rose from him and slashed toward the Silver Dragon King.
But it was intercepted by a fireball condensed by the Silver Dragon King.
"This move can't hurt me."
Xue'er appeared beside him, her eyes full of heartache.
Yet she said nothing, merely coordinating with Mu Xuanheng as she unleashed, "Thousand Ruins Forbidden: Snow Slumber."
Frostbound energy imprisoned space and time, while ice and snow covered the dragon's body.
Its effect was as powerful as ever.
But two cracking sounds showed that this move could not trap the Silver Dragon King for long.
Without the enhancement of his Battle Armor, his combat strength had dropped considerably.
"You said the Emperor Sword couldn't hurt you. If one sword isn't enough, then there will be a thousand—ten thousand."
Endless cold spread outward. Frost blanketed the earth as icy flying swords condensed in the air, gathering into a tide.
"Northern Plains Frost Domain, Frost Snow Sword Tide!"
Tens of thousands of icy flying swords rose from the ground, sweeping past the silver dragon and scattering across the heavens.
On a whim, he had created this move with the Emperor Sword as its foundation.
Beneath the blanket of ice and snow, the Silver Dragon King was pierced again and again by snow swords. The wounds were small, but there were enough of them.
Blazing fire ignited the ice and snow around her, restoring movement to her body.
"You can never be my opponent!" The dragon's roar rang out once more, elemental enhancements still covering her draconic body.
"I told you that you would lose. Disaster-Fortune Reversal, Sin Dragon Prison Judgment!"
Light flickered in his hand. Even