The Frost Wyrm's essence soul bared its fangs and brandished its claws, looking utterly ferocious. Even a casual breath sent out a stream of freezing air. Under Lin He's control, it opened its jaws and spat more than a dozen thick Ice Spikes at Red Powder.
Not stopping there, the Frost Wyrm's essence soul raised its head and unleashed an unbroken stream of Frost Breath. Unlike the Ice Spikes, which vanished after a single strike, this was a sustained attack, its power on an entirely different scale.
The dozen thick Ice Spikes arrived first, only to be blocked by the enlarged Ring. Clearly, the Ring was also a defensive Ancient Treasure of considerable power.
The Frost Breath followed, pouring relentlessly onto the enormous Ring. Despite the defensive Ancient Treasure's considerable power, the barrage made it shudder wildly.
Just then, the Golden Rain Sword and the Seven-Colored Peak attacked again. Dozens of golden streaks of Sword Aura came in succession, along with an earthen-yellow radiance from the underside of the peak.
As all these attacks struck the enormous Ring, the defensive Ancient Treasure immediately began shaking violently, looking as though it could no longer bear the strain.
Beneath the Ring, Red Powder's expression turned exceedingly ugly. She had never imagined that Lin He, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, would have so many tricks at his disposal. Not only did he possess several Magic Treasures, he even had several Ancient Treasures, and the Frost Wyrm's essence soul was clearly no weakling either. Together, all these means placed her under tremendous pressure.
Red Powder had no choice but to take out another Ancient Treasure shaped like a Brocade Handkerchief. It shouldered part of the pressure, allowing the Ring to hold out.
The two sides were evenly matched, and the battle seemed to be