As the sword swung out.
A biting cold filled the air, seeming to solidify in an instant. A layer of white frost appeared, formed from Cultivation that had condensed into shards of ice.
The single slash felt like the depths of a bitter winter.
The two forces collided with a deafening roar. Simultaneously, with the two women at its epicenter, the entire South Mountain Mines began to tremble. The ground cracked and mountainsides threatened to collapse.
Seeing this, Celeste Grant frowned.
'This won't do.'
'Fighting is one thing, but burning money is another.'
'This is my family's property. If it gets destroyed, I'll lose a fortune. No, no, absolutely not.'
Fortunately, before she even needed to say anything, she saw someone below wave a hand, erecting a Barrier. The mines instantly returned to normal.
The one who had erected the Barrier was Javier Sinclair. Inside it, Jocelyn Grant and Celeste Grant were already clashing once more.
