The shadow was so blurred that even with Zhu Fei's sharp Six Senses, he couldn't see clearly what it was.
This immediately furrowed his brow, for no other reason than Tang Mengyun's condition just now was far too strange.
"Zhu... Zhu Fei, what... what's happening to me?"
Just as Zhu Fei was pondering over what exactly was going on with Tang Mengyun's current state, her voice, full of panic, suddenly rang in his ears.
Along with that was Pan Tingting's similarly astonished voice.
"Ah, Zhu Fei, look at Mengyun, she... she is...?"
Zhu Fei looked up and saw that around Tang Mengyun's body, a stream of cold icy airflow was swirling.
This icy airflow even caused the ground below to develop a thin layer of frost.
"This... what is this...?"
A look of surprise also appeared on Zhu Fei's face, because he, too, had no idea what was going on with Tang Mengyun at the moment.
"Mengyun, open up your Divine Soul, let me take a closer look."
