Ice Jade Empress Scorpion! Divine Pressure!

Su Chen's face was ashen, and a dark trickle of blood seeped uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

He braced himself against his knee with one hand, every knuckle protruding from the excessive force.

Yet his eyes still retained an inhuman calm.

The Abyss Seven Generals had completely collapsed.

The other six were even more deathly pale, unable to remain standing.

This was not a battle they could interfere in.

A final, resolute thought flashed through Su Chen's mind.

His fourth Spirit Ring, that ring as steadfast as a mountain, suddenly erupted with unprecedented radiance!

Twenty Black Tortoise Giant Turtles appeared out of thin air and crashed heavily onto the ice. The moment they landed, they withdrew their heads and limbs into their shells.

Their shells pressed tightly together, forming a dark green circular barrier that firmly protected Su Chen and the teetering Six Abyssal Generals at its center.

A dense, suffocatingly heavy blackish-yellow Soul Power barrier rose up.

A trace of undisguised, humanlike contempt appeared in the cavernous compound eyes of the Ice Jade Empress Scorpion.

It could not even be bothered to use its enormous pincers, which were like city gates.

It merely flicked the scorpion tail pointing toward the heavens lightly in the direction of the turtle-shell formation.

There was no sound.

No explosion.

A jade-green ripple silently spread from the tip of its tail.

[Extreme Cold Withering].

This was not an attack.

It was a proclamation of law—the embodiment of death itself.

Wherever the ripple passed, all things withered into silence. Even space seemed to freeze into viscous amber.

The indestructible Black Tortoise shell formation, along with its blackish-yellow barrier, was rapidly eroded and sealed from the outside inward by a layer of translucent ice crystals visible to the naked eye!

Crack... crack!

From within