"It's you..."
*Bai Ziyue's heart skipped a beat* as he instantly recognized the owner of this magical artifact.
The disciple of the Grand Daoist Sect, Xu Zhixuan!
Even though they had only briefly interacted before, the magical artifact used by the other party had left a deep impression on him.
*Yet, he had no personal vendetta against Xu Zhixuan and truly struggled to comprehend why the other party would target him.*
"Hmph!"
Xu Zhixuan coldly snorted, and the chilling air from the Cold Ice Gourd seemed to cover the sky. The extreme cold turned the flowers, grass, and trees within its range into ice sculptures within moments, only to be crushed under the power.
Bang!
As if a snowy mountain shattered, it was directly crushed into ice debris.
Bai Ziyue focused intently while a sweltering blaze began rising from him.
It was as if volcanic magma, accumulated deep underground for hundreds of years, violently erupted under seismic pressure.
Boom!
