The explosions ceased, and the incoming ice chunks all transformed into pure, white ice fog, a vast expanse of whiteness.
The dense ice fog obscured vision, making it difficult for Qiuye and Iyas to accurately track the movement of their enemies.
Lotcar lowered his head, and the faint sound of footsteps crept into his ears.
The enemies were approaching, but it was hard to determine their movements.
Bai Jin retracted the barrier, slightly fatigued; the one-time depletion of too much magic power made her body somewhat overwhelmed.
But Bai Jin could not rest yet; Tian Hanxue seemed to have the ability to perceive through ice and snow. Realizing they were unharmed, Tian Hanxue would surely take action again.
Without pausing to catch her breath, Bai Jin spread her magic perception around.
As soon as she expanded her magic perception, Bai Jin noticed three spurs entering her perception range, flying in their direction!
