Seeing this, Xiao Hua was filled with emotion. Li Xiang had made it clear before their trip to Yaotai Mountain: they had to hide their abilities, had to keep a low profile. Though Li Xiang might not have noticed the immortal soldiers concealed within this mist, he also knew that the Confucian cultivators would not easily spare the Daoist sect cultivators. Xiao Hua had rashly wanted to save these Golden Core cultivators and display his extraordinary skill, but now he truly had the heart yet lacked the strength. Several Golden Core cultivators were scattered around the grand formation. He had only driven the Soaring Flood Dragon Scissors to kill more than ten immortal soldiers when, just as he was about to summon a Nascent Soul hand to cover the nearest Golden Core cultivator, the sound of surging waves arose. Countless streams of ice flashing with extreme cold emerged throughout the grand formation. Ice cavalry several zhang tall bulged eerily out from the icy currents, while Righteous Qi Pillars roared once more into them. Deep-blue rays seeped from the ice cavalry, and the Azure Dragon sabers they swung were fiercer than any magic artifact. Cracks split open through empty space; even Golden Core cultivators' magic treasures could not achieve such an effect. The Confucian cultivators... were gradually revealing their methods!
The moment these ice cavalry appeared, the Golden Core cultivators were all aghast. Their faces turning ashen was the least of it; every last trace of their will to live had been extinguished. The earlier ice-river iron armor had already beaten them into a scattered rout, and these ice cavalry were several times more powerful still. The Golden Core cultivators had lost all fighting spirit. In particular, the Golden Core cultivator near Xiao Hua's restricted area completely abandoned resistance, wanting only