Having just awoken from ice, how could this amount of cold compare? 

The silver devil flames on Bai Yu’s body grew increasingly ostentatious as the frost that covered him subsequently melted under the burning devil flames! 

Chanting an incantation, the space around Bai Yu suddenly began to peculiarly morph, as if it was being hacked apart by countless blades. 

Under the phantom blades, the layers of ice and frosty wind mysteriously disappeared. The only thing that could be seen was some sort of force that left a deep spatial imprint in the one thousand meter area around Bai Yu! 

The silent force maintained this range and despite the roaring and violent snow, it was able to enter the thousand meter blade range controlled by Bai Yu.

Suddenly, Bai Yu extended his hand burning with silver devil flames and pointed forwards with force! 

In an instant, the formless blades capable of splitting even elemental energy pierced through the endless snowstorm, chopping at the Ice Porcelain Spirit! 

Li Changning didn’t expect that Bai Yu, who had withstood the ice snow attack, would also be able to launch...