A frigid blue light suddenly swept through the entire independent icy space. The terrifying saintly might that had abruptly surged erupted like a deluge, instantly locking down the surrounding void.
The Six-Colored Heavenly Flame around Yao Xuan instinctively flared up, its scorching flame-origin power desperately resisting the extreme icy saintly aura around him.
Yao Xuan's pupils contracted slightly, and intense vigilance instantly rose within him.
The pressure of a Dou Saint was not something a Battle Venerable could withstand. Even a trace of lingering saintly might was enough to crush an ordinary Nine-Transformation Battle Venerable.
The blue light that had just erupted was vast and majestic, carrying pure laws of the icy saintly path...
Anyone would immediately conclude that Ice River Valley's ancestor, who had been frozen for ages, had not completely perished, but was instead sleeping and lying dormant within the coffin.
At that thought, Yao Xuan had no intention of continuing the fight.
Even if a Dou Saint was heavily injured and dormant, the methods they retained were far beyond what Yao Xuan could touch at present.
Almost the instant his vigilance rose, Yao Xuan had already retreated slightly. He lightly tapped the void with his feet as the Six-Colored Heavenly Flame gathered into a protective barrier around him, ready to teleport away at any moment.
Yet just as Yao Xuan was about to move, the vast saintly might sweeping across the entire space abruptly faded away!
The terrifying pressure that had been so soul-shaking moments ago vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind...
Even that dazzling azure spiritual radiance gradually dimmed and vanished into the cold void.
The entire independent space instantly returned to deathly silence. Only the extreme chill continued to flow through the surroundings, without the slightest fluctuation.
Yao