In the mine, the water bubbles originally used for lighting had been frozen by the extremely low temperature, and the light became weak and bleak. But through this dim light, one could still clearly see the face emerging from the white mist. It was none other than Xue Lanyuan, whom he had not seen for five years!
But the Xue Lanyuan in front of her was completely different from before. She was hovering silently on the ice with her bare feet. Her long hair was spread out, with a cold and strange blue light shining at the end. Her exposed chin and side of her neck could... Seeing the frosty blue Demon Mark. The once black eyes have turned into a light and enchanting ice blue. The thick eyelashes are stained with frost and snow, and they stand there quietly, like a snow demon walking in the ice and snow.
Lin Qingyang, Mo Yan and Jin Buhuan all stared at her, and no one said anything for a while. Mo Yan's eyes even turned slightly red.
"It's really her... she's not dead!" Jin Buhuan's voice was trembling with excitement.
"Xue Lanyuan?" Lin Qingyang took half a step forward and called out tentatively.
Xue Lanyuan had no response. Those ice-blue eyes swept across the crowd coldly, their eyes so indifferent that there was no trace of human emotion.
Cang Mo frowned, grabbed Lin Qingyang's wrist, forced the person back behind him, and lowered his voice and said, "Be careful, Demonic Qi is very heavy on her."
At this time, the Myriad Spirits Sect disciple who was hiding behind everyone seemed to react from the extreme panic, pointed at Xue Lanyuan and screamed, "It's her! It's her! It was she who killed senior brother and the others!"
Xue Lanyuan's unruffled gaze suddenly fell on the disciple. There was no kneading technique or incantation. The moisture in the air suddenly distorted. A translucent ice-blue long cone condensed out of thin air and pierced the disciple's heart.
Su Ruohuan, who was beside the disciple, flashed, and with a clear sword sound, the long sword shattered the ice pick.
Su Ruohuan didn't recognize Xue Lanyuan, she only knew that the banshee killed her disciple Myriad Spirits Sect. So the moment the ice pick shattered, she tiptoed, and her whole body turned into an afterimage, with the sword pointed directly at Xue Lanyuan's throat.
"Ruohuan! Come back!" Lin Qingyang said loudly, subconsciously trying to raise his energy to stop him, but he couldn't use Spiritual Power.
Xue Lanyuan stood there without moving. The moment the sword tip was about to stab her, a thick icy blue spiritual light lit up, blocking the stabbing sword, and then a burst of extremely cold energy came back, knocking Su Ruohuan away.
Mo Yan had quick eyes and quick hands. He stepped forward and grabbed Su Ruohuan in mid-air. When he landed, he was even forced to take two steps back by his remaining strength.
He frowned and exchanged a look with Jin Buhuan. The next second, Mo Yan formed a seal with one hand, and crackling violent thunder and lightning burst out from the palm of his hand, turning into a thunder snake and heading towards Xue Lanyuan faced the door. However, as soon as the lightning touched the layer of blue aura, there was a freezing sound. The jumping lightning was actually frozen in the air, and a layer of white frost quickly spread towards Mo Yan's arm along with the invisible force!
At the same time, Jin Buhuan's figure appeared silently behind Xue Lanyuan. The folding fan in his hand glowed with golden aura and struck at the back of Xue Lanyuan's neck.
But the moment the fan bone fell, Xue Lanyuan who was standing there instantly disappeared, leaving only a cloud of crystal flying snow. Jin Buhuan missed the blow and staggered forward half a step due to inertia.
"Where are the people?" Jin Buhuan frowned.
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying blizzard suddenly broke out in the empty and dark mine.
The surrounding frost seemed to come to life, turning into a roiling white frenzy that instantly engulfed Mo Yan, Jin Buhuan and Su Ruohuan.
There was no time to make any resistance, and the extremely cold ice grew all the way along their ankles. With just a few crisp "click" sounds, the three people's movements were completely frozen. In an instant, they turned into three crystal clear ice sculptures, with only their eyes still able to move.
The disciple who survived the catastrophe was so frightened that he rolled and crawled towards Lin Qingyang to escape for his life.
The violent white frost bit the disciple's back and rushed towards Lin Qingyang.
Cang Mo stepped in front of him, and the ferocity Demonic Qi suddenly erupted all over his body, turning into an invisible sharp blade, and abruptly tore the ice and snow in front of the door into two halves.
Cang Mo's eyes darkened, and his hands instantly turned into sharp wolf claws. Without looking at the condensed ice, he grabbed onto the seemingly empty wind and snow on the left.
"Bah--" The sound of sharp claws rubbing against the spiritual light barrier was extremely harsh.
Xue Lanyuan's figure re-condensed in the wind and snow. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Cang Mo, who was very close at hand. She raised her hand and a dazzling ice-blue ball of light formed in the palm of her hand and hit Cang Mo directly.
Cang Mo's sharp claws directly tore the ball of light apart, but the force of the swing caused it to fly out of the mine entrance. And Xue Lanyuan's figure turned into a cold blue light and followed it out of the cave.
Lin Qingyang's heart tightened, he didn't care about the person next to him, and hurriedly chased him out.
In the cave, the three people, frozen into ice sculptures, looked at each other helplessly.
In the ice and snow outside the mine, Cang Mo has returned to his true form. His long silver-white hair is dancing wildly in the wind and snow, and black Demonic Qi is exuding from his sharp claws, crushing the ice picks falling from the sky.
Xue Lanyuan was floating in mid-air without touching the ground, looking down at him. The moment Cang Mo struck again, his body swayed and turned into an afterimage, flying straight towards the completely frozen water not far away.
Cang Mo The black figure flashed and he chased after him.
Lin Qingyang just ran out of the cave, his eyes fell on the smooth ice as a mirror, and he suddenly realized something and shouted, "A-Qi! Come back! Don't chase!"
But it was too late. Cang Mo was moving very fast and was approaching the water in an instant. The moment he caught Xue Lanyuan, the people in front of him suddenly collapsed into white frost.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "click" sound, and the solid ice that had been frozen instantly shattered. Cang Mo could not stop the car and crashed directly into the cold water. Almost at the same moment that he entered the water, a burst of dazzling blue light erupted from the lake surface.
Xue Lanyuan's Demonic Power pressed down instantly, and the rolling water surface refroze in the blink of an eye. The ice layer was several times thicker than before, sealing Cang Mo deep in the bottom of the lake!
"A-Qi!!!" Lin Qingyang screamed and wanted to run to the lake.
But before he could take two steps, the wind and snow in front of him surged violently again.
Xue Lanyuan's figure landed lightly between him and the ice lake, cutting off his way.
She was floating in the air, staring at him with a cold expression.
Lin Qingyang looked nervous and secretly tried to operate Spiritual Power in his hand, but the spiritual light in his palm only flickered weakly and then went out completely.
At this time, there was a sound from behind. The Myriad Spirits Sect disciple who had escaped just now took advantage of the chaos to run out and was running towards the outskirts of the snow-capped mountains.
Lin Qingyang frowned and turned his head sharply, only to hear an extremely slight "whoosh" sound coming from his ears.
An icy blue afterimage flew past his ear and accurately penetrated into the back of the fleeing disciple.
The disciple let out a short groan and staggered. Then, starting from the wound, pale frost spread all over his body at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, like the previous Myriad Spirits Sect disciples, he turned into an ice corpse and fell straight onto the hard ice with a dull crisp sound.
The surroundings became quiet again, except for the sound of howling wind and snow.
Lin Qingyang was stunned, looked back, slowly raised his head, and looked into Xue Lanyuan's inhuman ice blue eyes.