Shattered Frost

East Sea Battlefield.

The night wind blew in from the sea, carrying salty moisture as it swept up the remaining shards of frost and scattered them again. The battle between Wu Changkong and Leng Yulai was nearing its end.

Blood hung from the corner of Leng Yulai's mouth, and several tears had appeared in her dark red robes, their edges frosted with fine cracks.

She truly was no match for Wu Changkong.

Her Dark Phoenix martial soul was already among the best at the level of assault-type Hyper Douluos, but the Heavenly Frost Sword's Absolute Zero restrained her Dark Phoenix Plume. With every clash, her dark flames were thinned by another layer of frost energy. By now, more than half her Soul Power had been consumed.

"Damn it. If I'd known, I wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess." Her voice was much hoarser than before, as if her throat were full of broken glass.

Her wings folded behind her as dark red light gathered from their tips into her palms, condensing into an even darker mass of energy that carried an ominous aura. The Soul Power within her began to brew, pressing through her meridians toward her palms until it reached that point, then began to take form.

"Wu Changkong, is it? Then watch your little girlfriend carefully. Watch her well!" The Soul Power around her began to materialize, dark red light exploding from her palm and spreading in a certain direction.

"Leng Yulai!"

A call from behind shattered all her plans. The newcomer stood at the edge of the battlefield, tall and slender, her features sixty to seventy percent similar to Leng Yulai's, yet her temperament utterly different.

Her long hair draped over her shoulders, every strand seeming to glow with a warm golden sheen as though it