As the ice dragon emerged, everything within a hundred miles was frozen.
At that moment, the three of them were frozen in place, watching in horror as the massive white ice dragon, dozens of meters long, charged straight at them. Xiao Feng, being the primary target, was filled with shock and despair.
He was, after all, a Ninth-Layer Purple Mansion cultivator, and he still had many techniques left unused.
He was absolutely unwilling to meet his end here like this.
However, the ice dragon's timing was impeccable. The ice-sealing power, aided by the power of a Tier Five Spiritual Artifact, had reached a level close to Tier Five Magic. Even with his Ninth-Layer cultivation, he couldn't break free from its grip immediately.
Fortunately, he was not alone.
Not far from him, a layer of golden fiery flame suddenly ignited around Zhouyang, instantly melting the ice imprisoning him into vapor.
