"Crack!—"
Almost in the very instant that the Skin Scroll Ribbon slipped off, a clear fissure flashed into existence on the ground beneath the Ice Crystal Throne.
"Move!"
Sikong Zhaixing struck without the slightest hesitation; no one knew when he had prepared it, but a large black cloth sack suddenly swept across, his technique so fast it was unbelievable as it scooped up everything within the Ice Crystal Throne, causing Jiang Dali's almost simultaneous Dragon Capturing Hand to grasp nothing but empty air.
Rumble!—!—
A deafening boom erupted from the thick ice below along with a violent tremor; both of them felt as if the entire slab of ground under their feet had flipped over.
In one moment—dozens of thick Xuanbing Pillars throughout the surrounding Ice Palace all shuddered in unison, crazing with cracks.
"Go!!"
