"She guessed?"
Lin Shisan's pupils contracted sharply.
Bai Youyou's master had only just been rescued, yet Nan Ji's master had pinpointed the fact that Bai Youyou would come to save them.
Either this was a trap laid in advance, or she still had spies planted in the Netherworld Palace.
"Squeak, squeak..."
At that very moment, the silver runes on both walls of the Ice Prison flared simultaneously.
The demonic qi patterns on the frost rapidly spread in every direction, and countless streams of cold surged toward them like living things.
Worse still, as those streams approached Lin Shisan, they suddenly split apart. Some transformed into three thick ice spikes that shot straight toward the three figures deep inside the Ice Prison.
"No..."
Bai Youyou's voice changed abruptly, and she lunged forward.
Nan Ji's master had never intended to let the three elders live. The Ice Prison itself was a trap.
Once someone broke the restrictions on the Sinking Stone, the Ice Prison's defensive restrictions would fully activate.
The demonic qi patterns covering the ice crystals would condense into ice spikes and shoot toward the frozen cores of the three elders' dantians.
"Yun'er, protect Youyou..."
Lin Shisan had no time to think. His Seven Star Step traced seven points of starlight beneath his feet.
His figure became a blur as he charged into the depths of the Ice Prison. The Little Black Cauldron flipped sharply in his palm, and Chaos Space opened instantly.
Seven-Colored Rosy Light spread like an enormous fan-shaped curtain, forcibly intercepting every ice spike.
The spikes struck the seven-colored curtain with piercing explosions, sending shattered ice flying everywhere.
Yet the Ice Prison's cold streamed forth without end. The silver runes on the walls kept shining, and more ice spikes were condensing.
Lin Shisan held the Little Black Cauldron