Within the secret realm, Shen Luo was naturally unaware of the enthusiastic discussions and revelry taking place around the battles involving them.
He felt the chill around him growing heavier, as if the blood in his veins was gradually freezing.
Yet, his face did not show panic; instead, there seemed to be a glint of fire lighting up in his eyes.
"Do!"
With a ferocious shout, a burst of intensely fierce pure Yang energy erupted from Shen Luo's body, and invisible Qi Swords shot out from his sleeves, scattering searing heat in all directions. In a flash, they pierced the condensed ice in front of him, melting it.
The Dragon Horn Cone simultaneously broke free from its restraints, and alongside a fiery golden Sword Edge, shot towards Seven Kills.
Seven Kills, upon seeing this, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and he immediately raised the Dragon Roar Cold Water Divine Bow in his hand and slapped the bow body.
