As soon as song qingxiao finished speaking, the air around them began to freeze. Frost began to form in the sky, turning into snowflakes that fell.
'Pfft!' The fire ropes that No. 4 had released to tie up the giant Phantom spider's long legs were instantly extinguished by the impact of the cold!
"Song Yi!"
Number Four's flustered voice came from below the village.
This was because he realized that as the snowflakes fell, the temperature dropped drastically, and a pressure that was far more terrifying than the dark power came, catching him off guard.
The chill restrained his power, causing the power of his fire spirit power to be suppressed by more than twenty percent.
The ever-present cold spiritual power invaded his lungs, causing number four to feel as if he had suffered a heavy blow.
The Ling power in his veins seemed to be frozen in an instant. The surging fire Ling power stopped and backfired on his body.
