She startled like a swan taking flight, graceful as a roaming dragon.
Meng Yiran moved lightly, the Dragon Spear in her hand fierce and swift. With a sharp cry, the spear abruptly began to change, transforming into an Ice and Snow Dragon, pure white from head to tail.
Meng Yiran's body also vanished miraculously, merging into the Ice and Snow Dragon. The two became one, giving the distinct impression of wielder and spear united.
Yet the spear was no longer a spear, but an enormous, elongated dragon of snowy white.
The instant the snow-white dragon appeared, a piercing surge of extreme icy cold erupted outward from where Meng Yiran had stood.
Everything that icy aura passed over became coated in white frost, turning to ice and snow.
In mere moments, more than half of the circular Grand Drill Ground-a full hundred meters across and designated for the matches-had become a world of ice and snow.
A frigid wind suddenly raged across the arena. Ice-white snowflakes condensed out of thin air, fluttering down to blanket the ground.
Heaven and earth seemed to plunge into the depths of winter in an instant.
Dai Mubai felt an icy chill assault his body. His legs trembled, and he shivered all over. Even the soul power he had released was forced back inside him, where a trace of icy energy brought it to a standstill.
An extreme cold enveloped his entire body.
Though his body was powerful and muscular, covered in thick tiger fur, none of it could stop the icy chill from invading him.
Seeing Meng Yiran and her spear suddenly transform into a pure-white Ice and Snow Dragon undoubtedly left Dai Mubai utterly astonished.
Most immediately overwhelming was the pressure exerted by the snow-white dragon's enormous size. At a glance, it measured a