Facing Chen Changming's fierce charge, Xue Wenzheng's expression changed drastically. In his haste, he activated a protective Spirit Treasure, and a layer of light surfaced over his body.
Boom!
Chen Changming's punch sent Xue Wenzheng flying.
That punch only made the defensive barrier shake violently; it did not break through.
Xue Wenzheng spat out blood, his face turning even paler.
A green drum suddenly appeared in his hand. He struck it hard, and with a thunderous dong, a sonic attack spread outward.
The Glazed Saint Ancestor's combat experience surpassed Xue Wenzheng's by an unknown margin. Moreover, she had no regard for Xue Wenzheng's body, so she spared no cost in switching from defense to offense.
Boom!
Chen Changming threw a punch, shattering most of the soundwaves. A small portion still struck his body, sending him flying backward into the rock wall.
Crack, crack, crack!
The white chains suddenly drew taut, emitting wave after wave of bone-chilling noises.
Chen Changming swept the iceberg with his divine sense, only to find it obstructed. He could not make out the situation inside at all.
Inside the iceberg.
The severed Black Arm suddenly bulged with muscle, attempting to snap the white chains.
The restraints around Gu Tianxie's body loosened.
At that moment, the force binding him had vanished as well.
Gu Tianxie did not rush to flee. Instead, his gaze flickered as he stared fixedly at the Black Arm in the distance and the ice-element Ancient God within the auxiliary formation beside it.
At this moment, his mind was exceptionally calm.
Gu Tianxie knew that a tremendous upheaval must have occurred outside. That was why someone had gone so far as to damage the sealing formation, attempting to release Mo Lihai to relieve the crisis.
"Mr. Chen must have fought his way here. The