After the woman retreated a certain distance, the scorching pain on her forehead gradually weakened.
Luo Bingxin was truly shocked.
Having mastered the ultimate Eternal Law, she was nearly immune to all fire damage. Luo Bingxin had never cared about high temperatures, but who could have imagined that this woman living on the Netherworld Ground possessed such terrifying fire power?
Gently touching her forehead, the needle-like stabbing pain filled Luo Bingxin's eyes with disbelief. She could not help but sigh inwardly. Those who had survived from that era until now truly were not to be underestimated.
Before Luo Bingxin could recover and praise the woman's strength, three more blasts of fierce wind, carrying a frigid and sinister aura, struck her body.
As a user of the ultimate Eternal Law, Luo Bingxin's resistance to ice had reached the extreme. Before arriving at this Netherworld Ground, she had never imagined that elemental power could affect her so greatly.
Especially when the three blasts of wind struck her, Luo Bingxin could clearly feel every hair on her body standing on end.
"Heh, Han Ba, you're really being polite to her."
"What do you know? This little girl's forebears did strike at us, but they never attacked Han Ba. If we examine things carefully, her forebears were even Han Ba's trusted subordinates. How could she attack this little girl? She's one of us."
Two mummified corpses clad in tattered armor appeared on either side of her, speaking in human tongues.
Looking to the left, beneath the ruined helmet was a pale, gaunt face, as though covered in frost, without the slightest trace of blood.
Through the broken armor draped over its body, she could see its skeletal, corpse-like frame.
It was difficult to imagine how much hardship this creature had endured in a place