"This kid's Ice Spiritual Power is quite unique!"
Xue Kuang's cold and fierce eyes watched as the bloodthirsty giant hand and the Cold Ice Fist simultaneously extinguished mid-air, a flash of cold light in his old eyes.
From this brat's previous Ice Crystal Fist, he sensed an extraordinary Power of Frost.
"You do have some means, and I am now somewhat convinced that Yun'Er was killed by you indigenous lowly ants."
Xue Kuang's eyes fell on Qin Yang and the others, filled with cold killing intent.
Although he just casually struck a blow, being able to be blocked by this kid is not something an ordinary Peak of Immortal Spirit Realm can achieve.
"Therefore, next, I will search each of your souls one by one and perform Soul Extraction and Essence Refining."
Xue Kuang's expression calmed down, but his pupils erupted with a dark, icy cold light.
