An Ran's jade foot tapped the ground. Her curvaceous figure instantly flowed into the ice-blue giant eagle behind her, merging completely with it as its frigid aura surged.
That bone-chilling aura was far stronger than that of the Ice Profound Spirit Flood Dragon, ranked seventy-third on the Earth Ranking.
A glimmer of humanlike intelligence suddenly appeared in the eyes of the enormous Northern Nether Golden-Patterned Eagle. It beat its wings and spoke, "Come on, freshman!"
Clearly, the stunning senior had achieved a high degree of resonance with the spirit essence within her.
She was arguably the most perfectly matched powerhouse Mu Chen had ever seen. However—
"Boss, you can do it!"
"An, beat that freshman and teach him a lesson!"
In a corner of the hall, several upperclassmen who had finished their fights shouted their encouragement.
In their eyes, this was a battle concerning the dignity of all the upperclassmen.
"Frozen Wings!"
The Northern Nether Golden-Patterned Eagle beat its wings fiercely. Endless ice-blue ripples swept out from its body, forming a vast, boundless torrent of frigid ice that descended over the hall.
Even someone who had just entered the Heaven Melting Realm would be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant!
An endless darkness spread from deep within Mu Chen's pupils.
He seemed like a young Heavenly God whose word was law. His gaze was distant and profound. "Imperial Suppression!"
Rumble! In an instant, heat sprang up.
The frost and icy currents covering the hall quickly retreated, replaced by an indescribable stuffiness that filled their bodies and the depths of their Spirit Souls, causing intense discomfort.
But that wasn't the most terrifying part.
"Imperial Suppression!"
As the young man's clear voice rang out, the Northern Nether Golden-Patterned Eagle, hanging high in the sky with its wings poised to fly,