The crimson light enveloped the altar like a spiderweb, and Su Yao felt as though an invisible force were tearing at her internal organs. The Starfall Hammer trembled violently in her hand, its engraved patterns resonating with the Xuantian Seal as a faint ray of light coursed along her arm, slightly easing the oppressive suction force. She gritted her teeth and looked up, meeting the mocking gaze in the eyes of the woman in the snake-shaped mask.
"Struggling in vain." The woman flicked her wrist, and her long whip transformed into a purple lightning python, lunging straight for Su Yao's face.
At that critical moment, Zhao Ya's ice-attribute spiritual power erupted, instantly erecting a crystal-clear ice wall. The lightning python crashed into the ice wall, unleashing a deafening roar. Fine cracks covered the surface of the ice wall, and the intertwining shockwave of cold and electricity sent the surrounding waste ponds churning.
Chapter 227