A wave of icy energy suddenly surged forth, freezing the entire space around Yun Wushuang and Yin Ye. The chilling air crackled with frost, and the temperature plummeted, the very fabric of reality seeming to freeze in place.
Yin Ye's movements were abruptly halted, his shadowy form trapped within the icy embrace. His eyes widened in surprise, his smile replaced by a frown of fury.
"Yun Xue!" he growled, his voice laced with anger. "You dare to interfere?"
Yun Lintian's movement had also come to a halt as he was forced to back off by the icy aura.
Yun Xue, her figure radiating an icy aura, materialized beside Yun Wushuang, her crystalline sword pointed at Yin Ye.
"Get lost." She said coldly.
Yin Ye's face contorted in a mask of fury. "Very good!" he snarled, his voice dripping with venom. "I'll remember this."
