Looking at the three Golden Immortal sixth-layer experts who had long since ceased breathing, Ye Lin stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.
More people?
What the hell was the use of having more people?
Turning around, he saw that the distant battlefield was gradually coming to an end as well. Though there were many of them, their combat strength still fell short of Li Xiaoyao and the others.
Not to mention Gu Qingzhi holding down the fort. Killing these people was as simple as slaughtering chickens.
"Sure enough, that's it already? What a bore."
Watching corpse after corpse plunge into the gorge below, Li Xiaoyao immediately felt bored.
That was it?
It was far too uninteresting.
At that moment, everyone tacitly raised their heads and looked toward the heavens overhead.
This time, victory and defeat had not yet been completely decided. The outcome depended on the result above.
However, judging by Gu Qingzhi's earlier appearance of absolute confidence, Ye Lin felt there should not be much of a problem.
Though Wang Cang was powerful, he was still somewhat inferior in Gu Qingzhi's hands.
Thunderous booms continuously erupted above the firmament, but as time passed, those thunder-like explosions gradually grew quieter.
"Extreme Cold Ice Seal."
A woman's sharp cry rang out from above the nine heavens.
The next instant, an unbelievable sight appeared.
The entire sky overhead was frozen over. Even space itself had been completely sealed in ice. Though he stood a great distance away, Ye Lin could still feel waves of icy chill emanating from it.
A vast, thick layer of ice covered the entire firmament, with even the clouds sealed within.
At that moment, Yun Zhilan descended slowly with a long sword in hand. Alone, she arrived within the gorge, her aura somewhat disordered.