But the monk seemed not to have heard Xiahou You at all. Still clutching the stone stele, he sprinted toward the center of the freezing power.
Clang!
Seeing this, Xiahou You immediately summoned her flying sword, preparing to ride it over and intercept the monk.
Boom!
But Xiahou You had only just risen on her sword when another blast of icy breath came howling toward her, like an enormous frozen hand slamming heavily into her body.
"My lady, it's dangerous! Do not follow him!"
The old Sword Immortal Zheng Zimo shouted as he enveloped Xiahou You entirely in his profound sword qi.
"Whew..."
Xiahou You, who had been on the verge of being swallowed by that chill, finally had a chance to catch her breath.
"Elder Zheng, hurry and save that monk..."
Boom!
Xiahou You was about to ask Zheng Zimo to rescue the monk, but she had barely spoken when she saw another blast of Extreme Cold Qi come howling toward them.
In a single breath, the sword qi Zheng Zimo used to protect himself and Xiahou You had been more than half devoured by that blast of Extreme Cold Qi.
Seeing this, Zheng Zimo immediately frowned and said:
"My lady, Demon God Qingnü's freezing power is terrifying, and now two such powers have appeared at once. Even I have barely enough strength to protect myself. That monk will likely have to pray for his own good fortune."
As he spoke, the old Sword Immortal Zheng Zimo abruptly slammed the sheathed sword in his hand hard against the ground. An even mightier surge of sword qi burst from his body.
In an instant, the surrounding blasts of Extreme Cold Qi were forcibly scattered by the sword qi.
Seeing this, Xiahou You sighed and said:
"If even you say so,