Bang! Bang! Bang!
Blades of cold light were deflected, causing Elder Qing and the others to raise their brows in surprise. After being blocked, the cold light exploded into icy mist that drifted down.
"Is this... the Great Dao attack? It has such power even from this distance?!"
Elder Qing couldn't help but exclaim.
"Old Qing, we need to work harder. If we don't, we'll truly be left behind!"
Elder Bai spoke solemnly, watching the cold light shooting forward and the towering storm, with a look of longing in his eyes.
"When we return, I'll enter seclusion, and no one should disturb me!"
Elder Hei's eyes flashed with determination as he spoke firmly.
The three exchanged glances and all smiled, their eyes blazing with fire!
"Ah!"
A shrill cry came from ahead, catching Elder Qing and the others' attention.
Whoosh!
A figure flew out from within the storm, covered in blood, with every wound showing signs of frostbite!
"Is that a Four-winged Fallen Angel?!"
