'Arrogant as you are, have you admitted defeat? That is rare....'
Can't be killed?
Fine!
Yan Shuang clenched his teeth, forcibly suppressing the surging injuries within his body. The spirit within this blade was his last reliance.
At the very least, it could buy some time for Long Lie and the others.
The Heavenly Soldier Furnace must be sent out!
His five fingers clasped, the sheath trembled, and the long blade gradually unsheathed...
Boom!
Spiritual Energy of extreme cold erupted like a tsunami, instantly covering his entire body with ice-blue divine armor. Complex ancient patterns flowed over the armor's surface, resembling a frozen Star River. His pupils turned into frost crystals, the domain expanded madly, and the frozen soil beneath his feet cracked with a wail.
Crack!
