Swish——
Activating the Cold Abyss Soul Lock, an ice storm spread outward a hundred feet from Liao Huo's body, plunging the area into deathly silence in an instant.
Caught off guard, Liao Huo remained motionless, as if trapped in a prison, frozen into a hundred-meter-tall statue.
Meng Chuan immediately caught up, brandishing his halberd with a roar, leaping into the air.
Crack...
Liao Huo's knotted muscles kept exerting power, sending waves of golden light, breaking free from the icy shackles. His body twisted like a dragon, crackling continuously across his skin.
Yet, some icy power still penetrated into his inner world, biting coldly.
The creeping chill seeped into his liver, causing his soul to tremble, affecting the coordination between his mind and body, making it as if a machine had begun to rust, slightly stiff and jammed.
