"It's snowing!?"
Just as Chen Xuan's face filled with seriousness, a shocked exclamation echoed from the crowd.
Looking up, he saw frost flowers fluttering in the air, a bone-chilling wind blew, causing a sudden drop in the surrounding temperature.
"Roar——!!!"
Following a majestic roar, a flurry of frost and snow swirled into a Kirin Arm that spanned the sky. It then violently descended upon the ground.
In moments, a layer of frost white occluded everyone's vision. No sound could be heard, as though every sound was frozen, the entire world seemed to halt in its movement.
When the frosty filter slowly faded, and as vision gradually restored, the previously turbulent waves of Demon Spirits were now entirely still.
Each of their bodies rigid, unable to move, shrouded in a bone-chilling frost from head to toe.
"This..."
Like everyone else, Chen Xuan was left muttering in disbelief at Dean Shuang, who had come to assist.
