After a momentary shock.
Chen Xiao snapped back to reality, holding the longsword in one hand, suspended in mid-air: "Xu Wendong, no wonder you are so arrogant, you had something to rely on!"
"But, anyone who offends my master must die!"
With that.
Roaring waves echoed from all around.
The seawater, which had retreated due to the shockwave, had returned.
Chen Xiao looked at a middle-aged man next to him: "Do you know what you should do?"
The middle-aged man grinned, pinching the spell with both hands, casting a spell, freezing thousands of miles.
In an instant.
The surrounding seawater began to freeze, and the temperature dropped to a terrifying level, even Xu Wendong felt strands of cold invading his body.
Even with the Ancient Sacred Body, he was affected by the cold, not to mention the cultivators of the Sea Demon Tribe, whose faces turned ashen and were shivering.
