"Crack!"
Under the terrifying pressure of the three Life Spirit Tribulation Fingers, the light curtain of the mountain protection array finally couldn't bear the weight and cracked open with a shocking rift!
Cao Zhengyang and the others' faces changed drastically, a flicker of despair flashing in their eyes.
Nangong Xiongba stood with hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel arc: "The game should be over."
Yet at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, his figure transforming into a shadow, swiftly retreating a hundred feet!
"Boom!"
The world suddenly turned cold!
An icy stream surged from the void, where it passed, spiritual power froze, even the space condensed into fine ice crystals.
In the void, a white silhouette gracefully stepped through the snow, a silver-white mask reflecting cold light, ice and frost spreading with an uplifted hand.
