All the enemies had fallen stiff, frozen into ice sculptures.
"The hour has come, and a mortal's day has finally ended." Hai Shuangyao, satisfied, flicked her icy blue hair as her Golden Core Spiritual Pressure surged recklessly into the sky.
She gleefully pulled out a small notebook from her pocket, scribbling: "It's been a hundred and thirty-nine years. I've lost count of how many times I've failed. Now I finally succeeded! Fulfilled, fulfilled, super fulfilled!"
"Baitao, Lin Le, thanks to both of you, you should take a little rest now."
With a flash of her figure, she drew a bright blue streak, shooting toward the sky.
"I'll chase away that wicked woman, Mi Mengyin, first!"
In the sky, Ye Xiao had already sustained serious injuries, being pressed down by a massive ice pillar.
Mi Mengyin sneered and was about to rush toward the Yushan Battle Array on the ground but suddenly looked up in delight.
"Shuangyao, you've finally decided to come out!"
