Spirit Source Water Lord laughed. "It isn't that I'm so skillful. This is the Heavenly River Army's battle formation—Formless Heavenly Water! The Heavenly River Water surges and roars, yet has neither shape nor form. How could you make out this formation's configuration?"
Cui Jiuyang turned to Ming and said, "Go find a way to freeze those Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. As many as you possibly can!"
Without another word, Ming flew above the two battling armies and breathed out streams of freezing air.
They were the Heavenly River Army, after all. Ming's freezing breath could ice over tens of thousands of lesser yaomo from the Yellow River in an instant, but as it fell layer upon layer on the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, it merely coated their bodies in thick frost.
Spirit Source Water Lord instantly realized what Ming intended to do and tried to break away from Cui Jiuyang to stop Ming.
But how could Cui Jiuyang let him interfere?
Three Chi Seven and the Soul Sword flew together, immediately performing Crossing Waves before Spirit Source Water Lord. Although he could only execute it by using sword energy to simulate a battle formation, it was enough to hold Spirit Source Water Lord back.
As Ming breathed out more and more freezing air, the frost on the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals grew thicker, until they began to be sealed inside blocks of ice.
Still, there were a full hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, and Ming could only freeze a small portion at a time.
Cui Jiuyang was perfectly patient. After blocking Spirit Source Water Lord, he made no move to attack, merely holding him back with Crossing Waves.
Seeing Spirit Source Water Lord's aura weaken little by little as the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were frozen, Cui Jiuyang laughed