Ling Fei held his long sword, a chilling intent radiating from him.
The tournament stage was completely enveloped in a dense Cold Qi. The people below felt a tremor run through their souls and instinctively staggered back.
The Cold Dao Mystical was undoubtedly a powerful type of Mystical.
"I'd long heard that Ling the Pill Master also possessed the Cold Dao Mystical, but I never imagined his Cold Intent would be this piercing," a disciple from Water Essence Peak said, their eyes betraying their fear.
"It seems he has truly condensed a Cold Dao Mystical Seed."
"I wonder whose Cold Dao Mystical is stronger?" For a moment, everyone was filled with anticipation.
"When cold reaches its zenith, it can freeze water into ice. At the apex of the Cold Dao, one can place an Ice Seal upon heaven and earth," Yang Yu began. "What I have learned is the Seven Heaven-Sealing Swords."
