Not only that, hissing came from Little White's mouth amid the mist, and three more thick arcs of lightning struck from the dark clouds overhead opposite them, vanishing into the center of the pillar of fire in a flash.
After unleashing those three bolts, however, Little White's spiritual energy fluctuations clearly dropped, and fatigue showed.
Clearly, controlling lightning power this way was enormously draining even for a mutated Iron-Head Crocodile like Little White.
Yet the center of the pillar of fire remained silent, as though the long-haired young man had disappeared from within it.
Wang Yu frowned. He was just about to send out a thread of divine thought to investigate when a strange sizzling sound came from the center of the fire pillar.
The next moment, a thick layer of frost appeared out of nowhere on the ground at its center and spread wildly in every direction at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wherever it passed, the ground instantly turned into white ice.
The thick, fiercely burning pillar of fire rapidly dwindled before their eyes, vanishing altogether in the blink of an eye.
In its place, waves of white cold qi poured from something at the former center, instantly turning the surrounding air from scorching and acrid to bitterly cold.
It was an enormous, angular block of ice over ten feet tall, crystal clear, with part of its surface melting. A huge white monster was frozen inside.
The monster still largely maintained an upright humanoid shape, but its head had almost completely transformed into a savage white wolf's head.
Its muzzle jutted far forward, with a Pitch-Black Flying Knife still clenched between its teeth. Its exposed fangs were faintly visible, its pupils had turned blue, and its ears were furry and pointed.
The monster still wore blue