The Demonic Aura

Seeing the Ice Spirit Fairy so obstinate, Bi Cang King let out a soft sigh.

Even an existence as powerful as the Mystic Scorpion King had been burned to nothing but ash by that mysterious black flame in Ning Jin's hands.

How could a mere Nascent Soul Realm avatar of the Ice Spirit Fairy possibly escape the scorching of that black flame?

Buzz!

A cluster of black light suddenly erupted from Chen Changming's wrist. The moment it appeared, it unleashed a terrifying power, instantly cracking the ice block from within.

The crisp crack-crack sounds were exceptionally clear, traveling rapidly through the ice and immediately drawing Li Fengling's attention.

"Eh, what is this?"

She gasped in surprise, watching helplessly as the black light transformed into a mass of black vines, extending countless "tentacles" like black pythons that forced the fissures in the ice wider and wider.

The sound of the ice fracturing was sharp and distinct, ringing clearly in her ears.

The mass of black vines grew larger and larger, looming overhead with a sense of blotting out the sky.

Li Fengling's face turned pale, a terrifying shadow cast over her heart. She realized that the extreme ice block formed by her Great Ice Art was no match for these mysterious black vines!

"What on earth is this?"

She coughed up a mouthful of blood. Integrating her divine sense into the ice to silently probe it, she was instantly struck with shock: within this frozen block, she could actually sense the aura of Ancient Demon Beasts, Ancient Demons, and Ancient Ghosts.

And this black vine was actually a level-nine, early-stage Beast!

Boom!

Just as she finished her investigation, a massive roar echoed from afar. The giant ice block, spanning a radius of ten miles, cracked with countless fissures in that instant,