The temperature between heaven and earth plunged to absolute zero in an instant.
"Look out! Dodge!" The Rotting Hand's expression changed instantly. He and the Hand of Chaos immediately tried to evade.
But the moment they moved their limbs, both sensed something wrong. The circulation of Blood Qi and divine power inside them grew sluggish, as though filled with lead, and their bodies became abnormally rigid.
Even raising a hand or taking a step became agonizingly slow, as though they had sunk into thick mud.
The Rotting Hand tried to unleash Dusk's twilight aura to decay the cold, but the Dusk spilling from his palm had barely spread half an inch before it rapidly crystallized into frost.
The Hand of Chaos tried to distort space and escape, but space had barely begun to warp before it froze completely. The space he could once destroy at will was now as hard as iron.
There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
The cold crept up from their fingertips and the soles of their feet planted on the ice, forming a fine layer of frost over their skin.
"No!!"
Amid the Rotting Hand's horrified roar, the ice spread to his neck, then completely encased his head.
It perfectly preserved that face filled with terror.
The Hand of Chaos was frozen as well, but no expression could be discerned on his face.
His face was simply too chaotic.
The extreme cold locked down the movement of every particle. Within this domain, even light was frozen.
Everything was absolutely motionless, producing an effect akin to Time Stop.
After accomplishing all this, Luo Zhiwei's face was as pale as paper. She dropped to one knee with a thud, bracing herself desperately with both hands to keep from collapsing.
Clearly, this move had placed an immense