The biting north wind howled, carrying ice crystals across the shattered starry-track altar, where seven bronze pillars jutted out at crooked angles from the blood-and-ice mixture coating the ground. Leng Wushang knelt beside the largest of the bronze pillars, his withered, bony fingers clawing deep into the ice, dark red blood seeping from beneath his fingernails.
"Ancestors... this old man... this old man..." His voice sounded as though it had been grated by sandpaper, trembling with every syllable. Murky, aged tears dripped onto the ice, instantly freezing into pearls.
Leng Yueshuang dragged her shattered body toward the patriarch. Her right arm hung at an unnatural angle—the result of being ravaged by the frost demon's cold Qi, leaving the meridians throughout the entire limb necrotic. More severe still was the backlash of the Profound Yin Restriction-Breaking Pill within her dantian, feeling like countless tiny ice needles wandering through her purple mansion, accompanying every breath with excruciating pain.
Chapter 769