"Now, Xuan Bing!" Sweat beaded on Li Xiaochen's forehead. Maintaining such a large-scale Metal Control and soul tool secret art placed an enormous strain on his spiritual power.
A cold gleam flashed in Li Xuanbing's ice-blue eyes! She knew this was the perfect opportunity Li Xiaochen had created for her at full strength! Their strongest attacker was temporarily trapped, while Zhang Yao, the battlefield-control Soul Master, had also been distracted by the confrontation between the metal tide and the frost!
She held nothing back. The purple light of the third soul ring beneath her feet blazed brightly!
"Third Soul Skill—Ice Mirror Myriad Forms: Multiple Refraction!"
The dozens of Ice Spike Mirrors floating around her instantly split and multiplied, becoming over a hundred smaller ice mirrors. Like a swarm of living crystal bees, they traced dazzling paths through the air. Yet they did not attack Zhang Yao. Instead, most of them surged toward Zhang Miao, who was temporarily trapped and struggling desperately to break free from the metal restraints! From every angle, the ice mirrors reflected and projected Li Xuanbing's figure, along with the terrifying cold light gathering in her hands, countless times!
For a moment, more than a hundred "Li Xuanbings" appeared in Zhang Miao's field of vision. Each was gathering deadly icy power, impossible to distinguish between real and false! Already agitated from being trapped, he was thrown into utter confusion by the sudden illusions.
Meanwhile, the real Li Xuanbing's figure became exceedingly blurred beneath the cover of the ice mirrors. She brought her hands together before her chest, and the profound black radiance of her fourth soul ring slowly lit up like the coldest star in the Arctic night sky. An absolute chill, as though it could freeze the soul itself, began to gather and compress around her!