Wind and snow stirred their hair. Neither spoke, knowing the next exchange would decide the outcome.
Even if they had spoken, it would not have hindered the stars streaking like meteors through their spiritual universes.
Even as their eyes met, star orbits continued to intersect in those empty worlds, and destructive power burst forth as their star maps took shape.
"Pann Ice · Ice Lock · Pierce!"
A voice as clear as an ice spirit rang out. Mu Ningxue was the first to complete her ice magic.
"Thunderbolt... Mad Dance!"
A second later, Mo Xie's powerful voice rang out as well. He was in no hurry at all, linking his stars at a leisurely pace.
His casting was slightly slower than Mu Ningxue's. He let the ice locks coil and dance around her, his gaze utterly calm, as though he did not consider them worth his attention.
Intermediate lightning magic was far more swift and direct than magic of other elements. Just as Mu Ningxue's ice locks began appearing one after another, Mo Xie had already pointed a finger skyward, gathering a bank of purple-black thunderclouds!
Rumble!!!
Terrifying lightning crashed down like a purple-black dragon plunging from the heavens, its body thick and powerful, seeming to spread its claws as it bristled with destructive power!
Thunder dragons descended one after another, like a whole pack dancing wildly amid flashing lightning and roaring thunder!
Mu Ningxue lifted her fair, swanlike neck. The moment she saw the thunderclouds, she knew she was in trouble. She did not dare launch the ice locks surrounding her.
Instead, she controlled the icy chains with both hands, sweeping them all overhead.
Under Mu Ningxue's direction, the enormous chains moved with fierce precision, twisting and coiling together to form a shield of ice.
When the thunderclap struck