The moment the highly compressed ice ball exploded, a sense of danger assailed Chen Feng. Sighing to himself, he finally decided to use it.

A blood-coloured sphere of light emerged to encase Chen Feng while dispelling the surrounding chilling energy.

In the end, Chen Feng was still forced to utilize the Blood Mustering Bead. Chen Feng had long since repaired the Blood Mustering Bead to its wholesome state. Rather, it had advanced to become a mid-grade Dao artefact as well. Given its present grade, it was something that only an Earthen Immortal should possess.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

The blood-coloured light kept clashing against the power of ice, causing booming sounds to ring out. Even so, Chen Feng began retreating. The bloody sphere of light was constantly knocked backwards, moving back through a distance of over 10,000 metres before making its way out from the range of the power of ice.

“A Dao artefact!” The youngster was surprised. Although the magic treasures that this aborigine was constantly bringing out was nothing in his eyes, it did cause him to look upon Chen Feng with a certain level of respect.

“Very well. Let’s see how many more items you have,” said the youngster, who decided to take action again. However, the two swords that he was holding in his hand abruptly burst with power...