"Be careful, Brother Huoyun. I'll use my trump card on you next." After a period of laughter, Lang Mian returned to the previous serious state.
Yun Lintian nodded. "Come. You don't have to hold back."
Lang Mian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. In the instance he opened his eyes, his pupils wholly changed into icy color. As he stared at Yun Lintian, the latter immediately felt a freezing cold aura seep through every pore of his body. His muscles and bone began to freeze as his skin turned icy blue.
Yun Lintian's current appearance caused Huoyun Yurou and others to tense up. They stared at him attentively and prepared to rescue him at any moment.
At this moment, in Yun Lintian's mind, he found himself appearing in an ice abyss. There was nothing but an endless ice path ahead of him. Yun Lintian immediately realized he was attacked by a kind of soul technique.
