Zi Zhenzhu snorted coldly. Her sixth Soul Ring beneath her feet suddenly lit up, and the chill around her surged as an invisible force of frost spread in all directions.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Ice Armor Protection!"
A layer of transparent ice armor instantly covered her entire body.
Tang San's Eight Spider Lances struck the ice armor with a dull thud, leaving only a few shallow white marks and failing to break through its defense.
Zhu Zhuqing's dagger followed close behind. Its tip scraped across the ice armor, throwing up a shower of sparks, but likewise failed to harm Zi Zhenzhu in the slightest.
"Is that all?"
A mocking curve appeared at the corner of Zi Zhenzhu's lips as she thrust both hands forward again.
The frost shockwave erupted once more, sending both Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing several steps back.
Tang San steadied himself. Purple Demon Eyes swirled within his sockets as his gaze locked firmly onto the ice armor covering Zi Zhenzhu's body, his mind racing.
This ice armor was highly defensive. It would be difficult to break through it head-on. He had to find a weak point.
Zhu Zhuqing stood beside him, her gaze likewise moving over Zi Zhenzhu's body. Then she suddenly spoke.
"The ice armor on her right shoulder is slightly lighter in color. That should be its weakest point."
Tang San froze for a moment and turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing, surprise in his eyes. "You noticed that so carefully?"
"Instinct."
"Good. Then we'll attack there."
Tang San shouted lowly, and the Eight Spider Lances shot out once again. This time, he deliberately avoided Zi Zhenzhu's other vital areas as all eight spider lances stabbed toward the weaker ice armor on her right shoulder.
Zi Zhenzhu's expression changed slightly. She clearly had not expected