The Ice Origin Envoy's armored fingers slowly tightened, and it seemed it was not in a hurry to kill Shao Zifeng, but rather immensely enjoyed the pleasure of torturing its prey.
The white frost spread across Shao Zifeng's face as his dangling legs slowly lost their strength.
Whirr!
At that moment, a rapidly spinning katana swooped down with a sharp whooshing sound. The blade circled around the arm of the Ice Origin Envoy and finally plunged deeply into the ice layer, its speed astonishing.
Crack!
Shao Zifeng felt his neck loosen, and his body fell to the ground, gasping for air.
The Ice Origin Envoy ignored him, staring entranced at its own right arm under its helmet. The place where it had been slashed showed a clear cut on the ice armor, where strange dark gray elemental particles were wildly devouring the ice armor, emitting a faint cracking noise.
