Great Wizardry of Chaos Frost Sky-Hard to Say

Wizard Zhouyu pressed her palms together, and the Clock of Time that had frozen the Seven-Colored Blade Qi from the very start abruptly reversed from the current moment.

The hour hand turned backward, the minute hand flowed in reverse, and the second hand left swift afterimages.

"Unbelievable."

Ryan's pupils contracted, reflecting the Heartfire Sky-Blinding Ghost Blade that he himself had unleashed, now swelling larger and larger as it flooded back toward him.

"Returning the other's way upon them—I admit your wizardry is terrifying, the pinnacle of slaughter and assault, but that does not mean there is no way to deal with it."

"Taste the bitter fruit you brought upon yourself." A satisfied smile appeared on Wizard Zhouyu's face.

Very quickly, the smile on her face faded, replaced by tightly furrowed brows.

In her understanding, the enemy who should have been panicking and suffering the consequences of his own actions remained calm, standing in place without making any move.

Has this guy gone mad?

That slaughtering wizardry—even a Radiant Moon Level wizard body cannot endure it head-on. It will be cut down directly.

Does he not know how terrifying the wizardry he released himself is?

Wizard Zhouyu could not make sense of it no matter how she thought about it.

Ryan gave her an explanation. He spread his arms and actively welcomed back the Seven-Colored Blade Qi.

His face was fair, his lips red and teeth white, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

At the instant of contact, the hem of his golden Wizard Robe fluttered up and down as though brushed by a gentle breeze, while his wizard body suffered not the slightest damage.

"Using an enemy's wizardry and bouncing it back at them will not so easily defeat an enemy who understands the essential characteristics