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Lu Qingchuan and Shi Jian also stopped at the same moment.

Just as Lu Qingchuan's giant axe reached its highest point, the massive axe shadow solidified in mid-air into a still, blue-white arc of light.

Shi Jian's fists, which looked as if they were covered in diamonds, were already full of power, and his right leg was in a position to push off the ground and explode.

Zhong Xiu was also frozen in mid-air. The golden wings behind her unfolded and hovered in mid-air, and the golden ball of light on her right fist, which had been condensed to its maximum, remained unchanged in brightness.

Gu Qinghuan remained standing in the same spot, her movements still free and easy. Her mental energy field circulated across her body, isolating the tiger's roar pulse from her.

Between her two palms, the throwing knife that had been left behind had spun to its limit, its buzzing sound so sharp it could pierce eardrums.

The black energy on the Dragon Scale Halberd in Chen Ye's hand surged and swelled instantly, and the thick black mist wrapped around the spear's tail and tip, leaving a winding trail in the air.

The hunched, grotesque ghostly figure behind him reappeared, its empty eye sockets staring straight ahead.

With his right leg pushing off the ground, he was already in front of the Ice Lord. The tip of the Dragon Scale Halberd, wrapped in surging black energy, thrust straight out, tearing through the air with a sharp and ear-piercing sonic boom.

At the same moment, the silver throwing knife between Gu Qinghuan's palms shot out.

The flying knife vibrated at an extreme frequency, its blade transforming into an extremely thin silver line, slicing towards the side of the Ice Lord's neck from another angle.

However, just as the spear tip and the throwing knife were about to touch the Ice Lord, an icy blue barrier appeared out of thin air.

The barrier was made of translucent ice crystals and condensed around the extremely cold Ice Lord.

The tip of the Dragon Scale Halberd struck the barrier with a dull thud, and black energy exploded on the surface of the barrier, but failed to penetrate it.

Gu Qinghuan's throwing knife was also blocked outside the barrier, and a screeching sound came from the blade when it came into contact with the barrier.

Chen Ye frowned. The Ice Queen had a layer of close-fitting protection, but this also meant that her physical defense wouldn't be too high.

"Break it!"

Using the recoil from the previous attack, Chen Ye steadied himself, rotated his waist and hips, and thrust out a second attack.

Black energy surged once more on the Dragon Scale Halberd's shaft, and the spear tip trailed a black lightning bolt-like trajectory as it pierced the barrier.

Gu Qinghuan's throwing knife spun faster at the same time, the high-speed blade stirring up rings of fine ice shards on the barrier, and the barrier began to show extremely fine cracks under her continuous strangulation.

The duration of the Tiger Roar Pulse is passing.

Just then, that familiar, drum-like heartbeat resounded throughout the hall.

Jiang Ning, who was standing at the very back, was not bound by the White Tiger Seal because he was far enough away that he was outside the range of the White Tiger Seal's effect.

An arrow pierced the air, the arrow fired from the ice crystal longbow carrying a swirling vortex of air, moving much faster than sound.

The arrow struck the cracked barrier with pinpoint accuracy.

"Click—!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out in the hall.

The icy blue barrier began to crack from where the arrow struck, and the cracks spread rapidly in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the entire barrier shattered into countless tiny ice crystals that scattered in all directions.

With their combined attack, the three of them finally broke through the barrier.

The White Tiger Seal's binding effect ended at that very moment.

Everyone resumed their movements at the same instant, but the condensed cold energy in the palm of the Extreme Cold Ice Master burst out along the unfinished trajectory in front of her palm at the same moment the restraint was lifted.

Chen Ye's body was less than two meters in front of the palm of the Extreme Cold Ice Master. The palm, carrying extreme cold, struck out and landed squarely in the center of his chest.

There was no room to hide, and no time to create distance.

The Ice Queen's palm pressed precisely against his chest, and icy air poured out from her palm, spreading outwards along his sternum.

The ice began to spread from the point of contact, from his chest to his neck, from his shoulders to his arms, and from his torso down to his legs.

The icy blue chill enveloped his entire body at an incredible speed, freezing him inside a layer of almost transparent ice crystals.

As the extreme cold of the Ice Lord struck Chen Ye, it spread outwards. The vibration frequency of Gu Qinghuan's silver throwing knife dropped to zero the moment it came into contact with the cold air. The entire throwing knife was encased in a thick layer of ice and fell from mid-air, crashing onto the ice surface with a crisp sound.

However, the body of the Ice Lord was completely exposed to everyone's firepower.

Her protective barrier had been shattered, and the chill in her palms had just been released, leaving her completely unprotected.

Zhong Xiu's figure plummeted from above, her golden wings retracting to their limit in mid-air, her body swooping down like a golden cannonball.

The golden ball of light on her right fist, compressed to its limit, exploded the moment she threw the punch, transforming into a fan-shaped golden shockwave that precisely struck the head of the Ice Lord.

The Ice Lord's body tilted sharply to one side under the impact of the golden fist light, his feet carving a shallow scratch on the ice.

At the same moment, Lu Qingchuan's giant axe phantom slashed out horizontally, the blue and white light blade cutting through from the left side and precisely striking the waist of the Extreme Cold Ice Lord.

The light blade sliced ​​into her icy blue skirt, tearing a long gash that revealed a section of pale skin and fine icy blue patterns.

Shi Jian's diamond fists slammed into the chest of the Ice Lord from the front. His fists were covered with thick crystals, and the edges of his fists were sharp like blades. Both fists hit the chest of the Ice Lord at the same time.

At the same time, three arrows shot rapidly from the very edge of the hall.

In that instant, Jiang Ning drew the bowstring three times in succession, and three arrows carrying swirling air currents pierced the body of the Extreme Cold Ice Lord almost simultaneously.

The four attacks landed on the Ice Lord of Extreme Cold at almost the same instant.

Golden fist light, blue and white axe shadows, diamond fists, and piercing arrows erupted simultaneously, and the shockwave spread in all directions, blowing away a layer of broken ice on the ground.

The Ice Lord's body trembled violently under the quadruple attack.

She let out a piercing scream that shook the entire hall, causing ice crystals to fall from the dome.

An invisible shockwave emanated from her and spread outwards, simultaneously sending Lu Qingchuan, Zhong Xiu, and Shi Jian, who were nearby, flying away.

Zhong Xiu's golden wings trembled violently in the shockwave, and she was thrown back nearly twenty meters before regaining her footing.

Lu Qingchuan rolled twice on the ground, and the giant axe flew out of his hand, crashing onto the ice not far away with a dull thud.

Shi Jian was thrown backward by the shockwave, his back slamming heavily against an ice pillar ten meters away, and several thin cracks appeared on the surface of his diamond shell.

The Ice Lord of Extreme Cold stood still, his aura visibly weakening.

Her skirt was tattered, and the spot on her shoulder where she had been struck by the golden fist revealed her icy blue skin, with fine cracks appearing on the surface, from which icy blue liquid seeped out.

She remained standing, her icy blue eyes still open.

A brief, deathly silence fell over the main hall.

Shi Jian slid off the ice pillar, braced himself against the ground to stand up, and looked down at the Ice Lord of Extreme Cold. The shock in his pupils was almost tangible. His diamond armor was covered with cracks, and a trace of blood was trickling down his chin from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Qingchuan got up from the ground. The giant axe was still lying not far away. He bent down to pick it up, gripped the handle tightly, readjusted his posture, and his gaze fell on the figure that was still standing.

Zhong Xiu hovered in the air, the frequency of her golden wings flapping had decreased, her breathing was more rapid than before, and the golden light on her right fist had completely dissipated.

Jiang Ning's gaze fell on Chen Ye, who was frozen in ice, and his brows furrowed. He knew that Chen Ye was the strongest fighter in the hall. If even Chen Ye could not withstand the attack of the Extreme Cold Ice Lord, they would have no chance of winning.

"How could... they still not kill him?"

Zhong Xiu's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an undisguised tremor.

No one could answer her.

The Ice Lord of Extreme Cold still stood there, the cracks on his body continuing to widen, and icy blue liquid constantly seeping out.

Chen Ye was still frozen in the ice, in the position of drawing his gun.

Gu Qinghuan's throwing knife still lay on the ground, covered with a thick layer of ice, and the blade was no longer trembling.

Despair gripped everyone; they had done everything they could, yet the Ice Lord of Extreme Cold still hadn't been killed.