On the mountaintop, a small area around Nie Tian had become bone-piercingly cold.

However, as long as people didn’t enter a ten meter radius around him, they wouldn’t feel even the slightest bit of cold. As much as Mo Li and Mo Qinglei wanted to rescue Nie Tian, once they approached and felt the frigid coldness...

CRACK! CRACK!

Mo Qinglei felt as if he was going to freeze, and thus had to step away from him.

Mo Li, who was at the early Saint domain, also attempted to approach Nie Tian. However, as he did, even his domain started to freeze and show signs of cracking from the cold.

He suddenly realized that if he dared to meddle with Ling Bingyun’s business, the cold power she inflicted on him would multiply.

Therefore, he stopped right away and adopted another approach.

“Sectmaster Ling!” he called out. “Nie Tian is the seventh Son of the Stars of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace. You know that very well! While your sect’s strength has greatly declined, Nie...