"Lin Yuetang!"
Li Chen had not expected him to attack the little girl, Xiao Xue, either.
But when he saw despair spread across Dong Nü's face and her aura surge wildly, freezing all the Warrior Constructs surrounding her, he immediately understood.
Lin Yuetang wanted to sever the last remnants of kindness and reason within Dong Nü's lingering soul, letting despair and hatred consume her body and mind until she went completely berserk!
Under normal circumstances, he would have had no reason to do this. If Dong Nü lost control, Chess Mountain would suffer, and they might even be unable to quell her fury, permanently losing this Divine Weapon.
But by now, he could barely save himself, much less worry about all that.
To him, Dong Nü going berserk was an excellent chance to escape. He was deliberately throwing the situation into chaos to secure a sliver of hope for survival.
Frostblade Dong Nü was already a high-tier Five-Star Human Vessel sword spirit. If she went berserk and overdrew the power of her Divine Soul, she could wield the pinnacle strength of late-stage Core Formation. That was a formidable force indeed.
Ice and Snow Purgatory!
Dong Nü swung the Treasure Weapon in her hand. It was her own true body, a powerful blade forged through sacrificial refinement with a Sword Cultivator's Essence Blood and soul all those years ago.
Fueled by resentment and fury, the biting chill seemed to take tangible form. A dragon-shaped strand of Sword Qi condensed from frost soared into the air, striking straight at Lin Yuetang.
With blood at the corner of his mouth, Lin Yuetang raised his sword to meet it. He blocked the attack, then suddenly leaped up and plunged into the Battle Formation formed by the Chang Clan Soldiers.
Having lost her reason, Dong