Thud!
No doubt Liu Qingchen's fiery Ancestral Vein Fire is indeed formidable. Under its intense burn, the outer layer of ice crystals enveloping his fist directly melts away, dripping to the ground with a gentle sound.
Yet witnessing this scene, the cold smile in Yun Xiao's eyes grows even more pronounced. With a slight movement of his left hand fingers, an intangible fluctuation of energy is transmitted through the space to Liu Qingchen's wrist.
"What's going on?"
Just as Liu Qingchen was absolutely confident he could melt all those ice crystals, he suddenly realized that these seemingly ownerless ice crystals were undergoing transformation again, causing his face to change drastically.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Poof!
Another wave of freezing sounds emerged, and Liu Qingchen watched in horror as his previously unrivaled Ancestral Vein Fire was suddenly extinguished with a poof.
