Noticing the disdain in the Demon Slayer Monk's gaze, Chen Jie did not react much. At this moment, he looked at the Demon Slayer Monk, then raised his hand. Suddenly, infinite mist appeared in the air, and with the drifting of the mist came falling snowflakes.
The snowflakes were accompanied by powerful Cold Ice Power, and within moments, the air in the entire space was frozen, a biting chill instantly turning into blocks of ice in the air.
Next, an Ice Goddess slowly appeared in the air, with ice forming her skeleton and snowflakes forming her flesh.
Bit by bit, the Ice Goddess was formed, but when her formation reached the feet, they could not be assembled, because Chen Jie's Winter Skill was incomplete.
He could currently only assemble ninety percent of the Ice Goddess, Xuanming.
The Demon Slayer Monk gazed coldly at the Ice Goddess before him and said, "Hehe, finally something fresh."
Chen Jie responded, "Demon Slayer Monk, are you ready for death?"
