When Fang Zhou threw Aya out from the gourd, she was still bewildered, but was immediately frozen stiff by the severe cold in the cave, her limbs quickly covered by a layer of frost.
Without needing Fang Zhou's reminder, Aya hurriedly took out the purified Soul Fire from her belongings and swallowed it,
Her Soul Power instantly surged, and a cloak and armor as red as fire appeared out of thin air, covering Aya's body, driving away the surrounding chill.
"Aya!"
While maintaining the Sword Slash and clashing with the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, Fang Zhou shouted to Aya, "Catch her!"
Before Fang Zhou spoke, Aya's gaze was already fixed on the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix.
Without wasting words, she sprinted forward like a cannonball, the vivid red line trailing her cloak and armor.
A streak of firelight appeared in her hand, swiftly forming into a Holy Sword with flaming patterns and elven script.
