Yet the ice blade was also piercing straight toward Ming Xuan's heart. By this time, Ming Xuan's resentment had reached its absolute limit, and the black light surrounding his entire body had transformed into a terrifying blood-red glow!
With a swift "whoosh," a pillar of crimson light soared from the desolate Red River, materializing directly before Ming Xuan's eyes. The ice blade was knocked flying, and the frost melted once more into fluttering red blossoms beside the towering column of light.
Inside the Barrier, Bingjing stared in astonishment, gazing with wonder at this peculiar pillar of light as a question escaped her lips: "To think that the Red River itself would oppose me! Just who is this Qingchan? The Red River was born from the creation of heaven and earth and destined affinities; whoever it recognizes must be a pair predestined by heaven, a match blessed by fate. Could it be..."
Chapter 119