Unexpectedly, Ding Qianqiu was not only a Martial Daoist, but also a cultivator of magic. He practiced both martial and magical arts.
A surging True Qi instantly conjured a giant wave, which under the influence of True Yuan, transformed in an instant into a spear the size of a fisherman's harpoon, ten meters long, resembling the spear of the Sea God himself, able to pierce the sky and penetrate the earth.
With a wave of his hands, Ding Qianqiu sent the harpoon-like spear hurtling towards Guo Yi.
Crack...
The spear struck the ice wall in front of Guo Yi, and with a crisp sound, the half-meter-thick ice wall instantly split apart. Spreading like a spider's web, the cracks revealed just how large the ice wall was—tens of meters high and wide.
Boom...
In an instant, the ice wall shattered, collapsing thunderously and slowly sinking into the hundred-meter-deep Xi Liu River below.
"Young Grandmaster, your death is certain now!" Ding Qianqiu let out a series of demonic laughs.
