"Careful!" Bai Wei called out in a low voice, a pair of gleaming short blades already in her hands as she charged forward first. Bai Qingxue also drew her longsword, frost forming along the blade. The remaining Bai family members each employed their techniques, frost spells and sword energy crisscrossing the air. These black ice sha spirits were formidable, and in this extreme cold environment they were in their element—their forms flickering, their ice blades sharp and carrying a severe frostbite effect. One Bai family member was careless and had his arm slashed by an ice blade. The wound was instantly covered in white frost that spread toward his shoulder, and his entire arm immediately went numb. Seeing this, Bai Wuhen's gaze sharpened. He didn't even draw his sword. He simply pointed two fingers at the clan member's wound from a distance. "Hiss—" A fine yet incredibly condensed thread of frost sword energy shot out, precisely entering the wound. The...
"Thunder spirit! Hold the formation!" The squad leader shouted. The thunder spirit slammed into the Dark Water Formation's barrier, erupting in blinding purple light and crackling sounds. The Dark Water Formation used water to counter lightning and should have had some advantage, but the Zixiao Thunder Sha contained within this thunder spirit was extraordinarily pure and violent. It sent the barrier shaking violently, and several members of the formation paled. Seeing this, a calculating gleam flashed in Mark Montgomary's eyes. He was about to order the second squad to provide support when he heard Qin Xue giggle from behind: "Brother, this thunder spirit is rather interesting. The condensed thunder sha is quite pure." Qin Hao merely nodded slightly, giving no other indication. The three Qin family guards were like wooden statues, completely indifferent to the fierce battle ahead. The chill in the hearts of the Montgomary Palace members deepened. A gloomy ex...