The elderly man frowned slightly at the sight, lifted his foot, and stamped it onto the ground. The fierce aura instantly shattered the white frost on the ground into nothingness.
Yet, this momentary delay gave Xia Qingyue a chance to catch her breath.
The frost pressed forward, a sword thrust striking the elder’s protective barrier. The formidable power of the frost erupted, and white frost covered the shield at a blinding speed.
Chapter 542