Snow Dragon Ridge.
Zhou Chun's newly formed Nascent Soul, pointing his sword at the Fifth-order Demon King, was truly brimming with heroic spirit.
He was draped in a moon-white immortal robe, surrounded by a shimmering white light, effortlessly blocking the various Dharma Powers such as wind blades and wind spears cast by the Fifth-order Demon King. It seemed as if one garment shielded him from all magic.
At the same time, he spat out, and nine Formless Ice Needles flew out together, piercing toward the Fifth-order Demon King from all angles.
The flying needles were invisible and formless, difficult for Divine Sense to detect, only discovered by the Fifth-order Demon King when they approached a thousand feet around.
But at such a distance, there was no space left to dodge, so it could only stir its Demon Core Mana to create a layer of cyan wind barrier around itself.
However, how could a mere layer of protective wind barrier withstand the assault of a Peerless Dharma Treasure!
