The blood waves of the Celestial River suddenly solidified into ice, and one hundred thousand skeleton soldiers burst forth. Each skeleton had an ice crystal embedded in its brow, emitting a ghostly blue luminescence. The cold air coiled around Nezha's Wind and Fire Wheels like a venomous snake, and the Golden Crow Fire actually began to form frost on the hubs. "This cold can corrode immortal bone!" Yang Jian shattered three skeletons with his Three-pointed Double-edged Blade. The moment his blade touched an ice crystal, his Heavenly Eye reflected the wails of Gonggong’s generals from before they were frozen—the true spirits trapped within the ice were being distorted by a Wu Clan blood curse to serve as the heart of the formation!
Nezha swept his Fire-Tip Spear in a wide arc, but the Samadhi True Fire at the tip flickered and died upon touching the bones. "How can this be?" He tore off his Universal Heaven Ribbon and wrapped it around his right arm, only to find the Hetu patterns on the fabric being eaten away by the cold. The largest skeleton suddenly unhinged its jaw, exhaling a mist of ice that coalesced into the phantom of Xiangliu, its nine serpent heads snapping simultaneously toward a fragment of the Donghuang Bell.
"Xiaotian!" Yang Jian bellowed, and his Bronze Chariot crushed a wall of ice. In his humanoid form, Xiaotian Hound planted his third foot onto the center of the formation. The Sun Wheel Seal on his sole suddenly reversed, and the Golden Crow Fire collide…
Chapter 222