The gigantic axe, enough to split mountains, was unexpectedly knocked back by the seemingly delicate ice blue sword light!
A thick layer of ice instantly covered the axe blade!
Ye Hanguang felt as though he had been hit hard, letting out a muffled groan and stumbling several steps backward!
He jerked his head up, looking towards the source of the sound, his eyes full of disbelief and... dread!
At the end of the street, a woman in a simple yet elegant palace gown, possessing a majestic and dignified aura with a commanding presence between her brows, walked slowly forward.
In her hand, she held an ice blue longsword, emitting a piercing cold; the tip of the sword flickered with an uncertain glint. It was Tantai Bingtang!
With each step she took, frost spread beneath her feet, and the temperature in the air dropped abruptly!
Her gaze was as cold as millennia-old ice, locked onto Ye Hanguang, her voice devoid of any emotion.
