The endless Cold Beast Army surged out of the forest.
The ground trembled with the thunder of countless hooves.
"Boom!"
"Boom..." The Thunderbird hit the ground and exploded violently, sending shockwaves in all directions.
Amidst the crackling of electricity, the icy voice of the Female Emperor's Minister suddenly rang out: "Halt!"
A whispering sound echoed in Yang Qingqing's ears.
Coincidentally, her Ghostly Steed beneath her stiffened its four hooves abruptly.
"Boom!"
A flock of birds swooped down, exploding a few meters in front of the horse's head.
The Wind Trace Steed had no time to react.
Its limbs stiffened, and half of its horse's head was engulfed by the flock of thunderbirds due to inertia.
"Neeeeigh~" The Wind Trace Steed let out a piercing scream as the Demon Breath Battle Robe shattered violently.
Yang Qingqing felt a lightness beneath her, as the already ethereal body of the Wind Trace Steed unexpectedly turned transparent.
