The Ten Branches of the Ancient God Clan

When questioned, the silver, ice-shrouded body gave no answer.

Chen Changming felt a little uneasy.

Could it be...

Senior Bi Cang still hadn't completely suppressed that old man's soul?

The battle of souls was taking place within the sea of consciousness. There was nothing Chen Changming could do to help, so he could only wait quietly.

Nearby, the Demon Spirit Vine began searching for fragments of its vines, trying to fuse them back together.

Although the Demon Spirit Vine had been injured in the battle, it was in much better shape after absorbing all the vine fragments. That put Chen Changming considerably at ease.

Inside Gu Tianxie's sea of consciousness.

"Damn it! This fellow actually froze his body in ice. Is he trying to deny me the chance to take control?"

Bi Cang's gaze flashed like lightning, her face cold as frost as she let out a string of sneers.

"You're only at Spirit Transformation, and you don't even have True Spirit Divine Sense. How could you possibly trap this king?"

Bi Cang snorted.

Beside her, Gu Tianxie's soul had been completely suppressed. He could no longer stir up any trouble.

She formed hand seals, and the body of her divided spirit burst into blazing emerald flames.

The flames took the shape of an emerald fire sword, which shot out of the sea of consciousness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After three consecutive strikes, the ice before Gu Tianxie's forehead shattered with a crash, leaving a gap. The emerald fire sword immediately shot through it.

Bi Cang's aura was somewhat listless.

It seemed that this Divine Ability, the emerald fire sword, had taken a heavy toll on her.

"Hm?"

Seeing an emerald fire sword fly out, Chen Changming jumped in alarm and braced himself for a fight.

"It's me, Ning Jin."

Bi