Trapped

Nezha could clearly feel that the circulation of his Soul Power had slowed by at least thirty percent, and his body had grown much heavier.

Meanwhile, Snow Empress's aura was growing stronger and stronger. The cracks in her ice sword instantly repaired themselves, and the cold light flowing across its blade was even sharper than before.

Nezha could not help marveling inwardly. So this is Snow Empress's true strength?

Within the domain of Emperor's Chill Heaven · Snow Dance Radiant Sun, Snow Empress's strength was amplified without limit, while the circulation of his Soul Power was suppressed by at least thirty percent.

As one side waned and the other waxed, the gap between them was rapidly widening.

But Nezha did not panic.

He could still fight. With the physical body of the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique's Second Turn, the foundation of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's million-year Soul Power, and a pile of Soul Bone skills he had yet to fully reveal, he was confident he could defeat Snow Empress if he went all out.

But the risk was too great.

If he revealed all his trump cards, even victory would be a costly one. He still had things to do in the Far North afterward; he could not cripple himself and spend another ten days or half a month bedridden.

So he would stick to the original plan.

While circling Snow Empress, Nezha split off a thread of spiritual power and plunged it deep into his Spirit Sea.

"Tian Meng, can you hear me?"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had been curled up in the distance, watching the show. When Nezha's voice suddenly rang out in his mind, he jolted. "I can hear you, I can hear you! What is it?"

"Get the Silkworm Molt ready. Wait for my signal."

"The Silkworm