For ordinary True Immortal cultivators, three full reserves of immortal power were generally enough.
Even they would not dare to abuse Supreme Arts, after all, each use of a Supreme Art consumed an oceanic amount of immortal power.
But Ye Lin? His immortal power seemed inexhaustible, and he cast Supreme Arts as if they cost nothing.
This...
"Suppress."
Ye Lin paid her no heed. He merely pointed at her indifferently, and in an instant, several scorching rays shot toward Bing Ruoxin to crush her.
"Ice Sparrow, go."
Bing Ruoxin had no intention of sitting still and awaiting death. Her hands rapidly formed seals, while an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from her body. The temperature around her plummeted, and a layer of frost even formed throughout the air.
Behind her, countless streams of cold energy gathered, the white currents gradually condensing into a white Vermilion Bird with wings spread wide.
Every beat of the white Vermilion Bird's wings stirred up a wave of freezing chill.
My Ice Sparrow can freeze half a star system. Don't tell me it can't seal your Great Sun.
Bing Ruoxin thought bitterly. Her Ice Sparrow was also a Supreme Art, and it had once directly frozen half a star system.
Although the Great Sun could melt her Ice Sparrow, could her Ice Sparrow not freeze the Great Sun in turn?
All things generated and restrained one another, but there was no absolute restraint—only absolute weakness.
Water could extinguish fire, but fire could also evaporate water.
Yet imagination was beautiful, while reality was cruel. The moment her Ice Sparrow crashed into the Great Sun, it let out a long, mournful cry. In the next instant, it disintegrated into void right before her eyes.
"Th-That's impossible."
Bing Ruoxin's expression changed drastically. She had been close with Lu Cang,