"This is what a Body Cultivator is like..."
She murmured to herself.
Chen Changming moved at incredible speed, charging straight into the storm.
Sss!
A series of grating sounds rang out.
The fragments in the storm spun at high speed, beginning to slice into Chen Changming's body.
His body swayed unsteadily.
The storm's rotational force was terrifying. If his physical strength hadn't been formidable, he would have lost control at once and been swept up in the storm's vortex.
Then the Ice Cave Storm would have taken complete control of him.
As the storm fragments hacked wildly at him, Chen Changming's robe was shredded to pieces, and thin streaks of blood appeared across his skin.
At last, even the body he had always been proud of bore tiny wounds before the storm fragments.
At the same time,
Chen Changming also felt attack after attack coming from the soul.
He separated one wisp of divine sense from the rest, gathering the others together in an attempt to hold back the tidal wave of soul attacks.
Even so, Chen Changming felt as though he were a small boat adrift in a raging storm, tossed wildly about by the wind and waves.
"This is bad..."
Chen Changming's heart tightened.
He circulated the Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art, and his skin suddenly turned black.
All the blood and qi in his body concentrated beneath his skin.
This greatly strengthened his skin's defensive power.
Even as the storm fragments continued to slice at him, they could no longer break through his defenses.
Now the only thing he had to worry about was the soul attacks generated by the storm fragments.
Whoosh...
The Ice Cave Storm attacked from both sides, and soon swallowed Gu Huaibei as well.
Compared with Chen Changming, she looked rather worse for wear.