C232 Dragon Group When It Was Real It Was also Fake

A chilling mist cascaded from Chu Xuanyuan's head to the ground, swirling at the base of the seat before spreading outwards. Feng Manlou's hand seemed not to be a hand at all, but rather a massive block of dry ice.

The three Medicinal Soldiers watched in astonishment as the ice packs in their hands grew colder and solidified