Although most people's attention was on Su Jiu and Chu Luohen, a small number were still keeping an eye on other things.
After all, everyone here was merely a temporary ally, not someone they could trust completely.
Without trust, they naturally had to keep their wits about them.
Thus, the conversation between those three reached most people's ears.
Faced with this situation, everyone had different thoughts. Some agreed with that person, believing the problem lay with those two themselves, while others thought... Su Jiu was responsible!
But they had never seen Su Jiu attack those two, so how had she done it?
Translucent, ice-colored fragments scattered once more. Several flowers of blood suddenly burst across the bodies of cultivators whose attention had wandered, bringing not only a fresh chill but also the scent of blood.
Before long, someone else developed the same symptoms as the first two.
This person lacked their composure. After enduring it for a while, they suddenly began howling and rolling about.
It was plain to see that the pain was truly agonizing. This sudden turn of events made many people's expressions change.
Dao Lord Long Kuo watched in horror, as though jolted awake from a dream. He loudly warned the other cultivators, "Everyone, watch out for the ice blades Su Jiu sends out!" Although he still could not understand exactly how she had done it, something deep within told him that everything happening now was inextricably linked to her ice blades.
In truth, by this point, even without Dao Lord Long Kuo's warning, the others were gradually catching on.
How could one describe that instant? She was clearly a breathtakingly beautiful young woman standing on the ice, yet she sent a shudder through everyone.
The small patch of ice beneath Su Jiu's feet had been condensed