Crack, crack, crack...
As cold erupted around Ying Xue, a layer of ice crystals instantly covered the vast Martial Arts Platform, leaving only the patch beneath Jiang Ye's feet untouched.
Countless snowflakes resembling cherry blossoms drifted through the air.
The entire Martial Practice Field seemed to have entered a world of ice and snow. Everyone felt that bone-piercing chill, and even their breaths turned into clouds of white mist.
The disciples standing slightly closer shivered from the cold, a layer of frost forming on their bodies.
"This... this cold..."
"Could she be using..."
"That move again..."
Everyone present paled at the astonishing chill.
They immediately thought of the terrifying serpent Ying Xue had conjured to defeat Hu Lingyu not long ago.
Below the platform, Hu Lingyu's beautiful eyes sharply contracted, and her lips moved slightly. "A move like that must consume an enormous amount of power. Can she really use it repeatedly in such a short time...?"
Before she could finish that thought.
Roar-
A heart-shaking roar exploded through the air.
The countless drifting snowflakes turned into ice crystals, gathering into the Eight-Headed, Eight-Tailed Serpent.
Moreover, its body was several times larger than before. Its eight heads rose high, nearly reaching the tops of the flagpoles at the edge of the Martial Practice Field.
Clearly, she had concealed a considerable portion of her strength when facing Hu Lingyu.
Only now, in her anger, did she unleash her full power.
The terrifying serpent's body alone shrouded the vast Martial Practice Field like dark clouds, as though an Ancient Demon had awakened to look down upon the ants of the mortal world.
Its oppressive presence was more than several times stronger than before.
Even the air was filled with a suffocating chill.
"Ugh..."
At the mere sight of the terrifying serpent, many