He deactivated his Essence Sight, his gaze focusing on Lin Yao's clash. The two disciples had successfully isolated their targets, drawing them away from the main area.
Lin Yao moved smoothly across the wet dirt, her Cold Abyss Sword drawn and coated in a thin sheath of dark Nether flames that cast long, eerie shadows. The long Frost Serpent hissed, its dark blue eyes locked onto her as it raised its head, releasing a wave of freezing mist that turned the mud around it into frost.
