Qin Siyang scanned his surroundings out of the corner of his eye and suddenly realized that everything around him had become a snowfield.
Even though he did not understand what Sima Ji was up to, he knew something unfavorable to him was happening. He had to end this quickly.
[Feast Kingdom] activated.
He appeared above the collapsed snowy slope, gripped his spear with both hands, and thrust downward with all his strength.
Deep within the slope, a flash of icy light suddenly shone.
A hand like an ice sculpture reached out from the collapsing snow and met the thrust head-on.
Boom!
As Qin Siyang unleashed his strike, the snow within several kilometers shuddered all at once.
A shock wave swept outward with shattered ice in its wake, filling the world with glittering fragments.
Yet that palm remained completely unscathed.
Qin Siyang's arms trembled slightly.
Sima Ji had not simply taken that strike with his body. In that instant, the entire surrounding icefield seemed to have become his support, dispersing the force of Qin Siyang's blow into the boundless snow beneath his feet.
Qin Siyang immediately activated [Feast Kingdom] to retreat, vanishing from sight.
But when he reappeared, a sheet of snowy radiance covered his vision.
"Damn!"
At some point, a thick layer of solid ice had surged up behind him. Sima Ji had sealed his [Feast Kingdom] landing point inside it in advance.
Qin Siyang had teleported straight into solid ice!
Before Qin Siyang could react, the cold instantly locked his limbs in place. At the same time, the ice compressed him violently, stopping the blood throughout his body in an instant.
Then Qin Siyang's heart stopped.
He became a frozen corpse on the spot.
In the distance,
Sima Ji stood amid the wind and snow, watching that bulging mass