"Does this woman want to kill me? Damn..." Wang Ming grumbled as he forced himself to his feet, preparing to launch another attack. But just as he was about to act, he found his movements were sluggish.
"Huh?" Wang Ming's eyes widened in panic as he hurriedly checked his condition. His lips twitched in disbelief when he realized, that tiny bits of frost was forming on his skin.
"Primordial Ice Maker and Manipulation: Dark Palace," Bai Lingxi's cold voice echoed as she activated another ability.
Suddenly, a system notification appeared before Wang Ming's eyes.
[Ding Dong]
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Bai Lingxi looked at Wang Ming, who was panting heavily on the ground. She could sense that his spiritual energy reserves had been severely depleted. A triumphant smile briefly appeared on her face, but it quickly vanished.
