Feeling that terrifying storm of frigid energy, Lü Qingning's face instantly twisted into a savage expression, black Yellow Springs ghost qi condensing around the spear in her hand.
With a vicious swing, it transformed into an enormous spear shadow in an instant. The moment the spear shadow appeared, an endless River of Ghostly Death followed in its wake, crashing headlong into the storm!
"Boom!"
The instant the two collided, heaven and earth changed color as countless terrifying shockwaves swept outward. Without batting an eye, Li Shuyu stepped before Bai Yu, her surging sword intent enveloping the entire group and blocking the devastating assault carried by the aftershocks.
This was merely a casual attack, yet the destructive force it produced had already far surpassed the divine abilities wielded by experts at the eighth level of the Fusion Realm.
Terrifying energy shockwaves continued to surge out, and the surrounding area had already been covered in ice.
Lü Qingning's body trembled slightly as she staggered backward. Her pretty face had now completely taken on a ghostly form.
That silver-white complexion, coupled with veins bulging all over her face, meant that even at her peak, she was no match for Beitang Piaoxue.
If this continued, she would likely be wiped out with a casual wave of the other party's hand!
Her instinctive urge to retreat affected her state, yet she simply could not refuse the Calamity Blood Evil Emperor's order!
Torn between those two conflicting emotions, Lü Qingning could not even fully unleash her own strength.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After that brief clash, Beitang Piaoxue smiled faintly, a flicker of killing intent flashing through her eyes. Clearly, she was quite satisfied with the power of the Mystic Ice Dragon Phoenix.
Slowly raising the longsword in her hand, she gave it a light sweep forward.