The gang wind was like a blade, rending Kunlun's millennia of accumulated snow. All at once a heaven-shaking roar surged out from the depths of the ice abyss, as if some primordial feral beast were breaking free of its Sealing. Thick as pitch, black blood speared up to the skies, condensing into a blood pillar thirty zhang high, scarlet and ink-black interwoven, actually sketching in midair a hideous Demon God's visage.
Yet under the augmentation of Shi Feiyang's deep and utterly frigid Bright Jade Technique, the Celestial Frost Blade's furious roar tore the Demon God asunder in an instant.
