"What is this? Hurry, block it!"
Murong Fu, Luo Junyu, and the others stared in horror at the scene before them. The ice surged like a raging torrent, freezing their attacks in an instant and spreading relentlessly in every direction.
Panic-stricken, they mustered every ounce of strength and desperately tried to withstand the invading ice.
Yet their efforts were as futile as a mantis raising its forelegs against a chariot.
In a single exchange, the ice swallowed them mercilessly, turning them into frozen statues in an instant.
As the ice spread, wisps of bone-piercing frost rose into the air, like a chill from hell that sent shivers down one's spine.
The disciples on the outskirts were scared out of their wits. They turned and fled in panic.
"What the hell is this thing? Run!"
"Murong Fu and the others have all been frozen! Run!"
"Move, move! Let me through first!"
"Stop shoving me!"
"Help!"
"My legs!"
"I can't move my body!"
"..."
More than six thousand enemies descended into chaos, pushing and shoving as they scrambled to escape this terrifying domain of ice.
Anxiety burned within them, and they wished they could sprout another pair of legs to run faster.
Yet no matter how desperately they ran, they could never escape the pursuing ice.
Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, the ice mercilessly reaped their lives.
Countless fleeing enemies were suddenly frozen, instantly becoming lifelike statues.
Their faces still bore expressions of utter terror, as though they had suffered a horrifying nightmare at the instant they froze.
In the blink of an eye, more than six thousand people had become blocks of ice. The terrifying sight left onlookers dumbstruck.
That was not all. The frozen area continued expanding, spreading as swiftly as a plague.
The spectators watching from farther out