Hundreds and thousands of the black sword filled with deathly aura flew towards Yu Xintao’s ice soul.
The surrounding snow was torn apart instantaneously as the swords approached the ice soul.
Yu Xintao’s black ice soul started to shake tremendously, but after being hit by the swords, it was not destroyed. It was still in perfect condition.
The cold aura was emanated again, causing the swords to be frozen too. All of them were converted into black ice crystals. As it tremored, they were crushed and became powder.
As Lin Feng saw this, he pondered, "Without my original self, the power of the Two Elements of Creation is still not at its peak."
Yu Xintao seemed to understand this point too. The cold aura of the black ice soul became heavier and heavier, disrupting the formation.
As Lin Feng saw this, he laughed, "Killing you is a little hard, but trapping you is good enough already."
He clasped his hands and the Two Elements of Creation Formation developed a change again.
