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On the frost-covered arena, the cold froze the wind.
Chen Shurui's hurried breaths turned into tiny clouds of white mist in the bone-piercing cold. He instinctively swallowed a mouthful of icy saliva, his throat tightening. "Sister Xiao Yi... now...?"
Chen Xin Yi stood at the forefront, her slender, white-clad figure like a glazed branch embedded in an icy river.
Her aura did not fluctuate at all. Even the strands of hair stirred by the cold at her temples possessed a still, orderly composure like cold jade.
"Go deal with the others." Her voice was like an icy stream sliding over pebbles, without a single ripple.
Her gaze did not shift in the slightest. It remained fixed on the core of the colossal, butterfly-winged ice sword silhouette-where the frost had formed features distinctly resembling Zhan Ruoxi's.
Following Xiao Yi's gaze, Chen Mu saw the rear of the Ice Seal Team. Bai Zeyun's enormous White Polar Bear body towered there, forming a triangular defensive formation with two equally imposing Battle Soul Masters beside him, protecting a Support Type Soul Master in fluttering white robes at its center.
The auras of ice and mountains intertwined, forming a solid barrier.
Chen Mu nodded heavily and said hoarsely, "Leave them to us."
His rough fingers brushed the hilt of the Seven Kill Sword, and he lunged forward.
Chen Shurui, Chen Bin, Su Ningxia, and the other two locked their auras onto the weak points on either flank of the opposing triangular formation almost simultaneously-they had to tear through this protection!
Six figures shot toward the two flanks amid the shrill crack of shattering ice.
They left a deliberately cleared battlefield in the center.
At its heart, only the figure in