The snow condor's body naturally shattered into countless pieces along with the ice shards.
When the green-robed woman caught sight of this, she wore a startled expression. However, she soon let out a cold laugh and stomped on the white lotus flowers, causing a violent gale to blow up from the lotus flowers and completely dissipate the nearby mist.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at her unfriendly appearance. He calmly opened his mouth.
"Does Fellow Daoist feel no heartache for the treasure's destruction? Or does Fellow Daoist believe that my actions are incapable of destroying the treasure?" With that said, Han Li indifferently glanced at the blue ice fragments scattered in the air.
The green-robed woman indifferently replied, "What do you think?" She then pointed to Han Li's side.
All of a sudden, the shards of ice at Han Li's side began to flicker with light, and countless specks of white light began to emerge from them.
