"Cold ice, rise!"
The Saint Heir shouted violently, and on the surface of the lake, a huge ice pillar slowly emerged from the center, forming a cone shape, directly pointing at Ye Qingfeng.
"Kill him for me!"
The Saint Heir's killing intent boiled over; now he only wanted to kill Ye Qingfeng. As for the secrets on Ye Qingfeng's body, the Saint Heir believed he could unravel them slowly.
The ice cone, with a diameter of over ten meters, shot towards Ye Qingfeng, causing a constraint in the space, seemingly piercing the heavens. The biting cold slowed down everyone's actions.
The huge ice cone moved like lightning, the white ice flashing with cold intent.
This strike was enough to destroy a building.
Crushing and unstoppable!
"This time, let's see how you can withstand it!" The Saint Heir called out coldly, his heart full of killing intent.
"Daylight Slash!"
