C98 Ice Hell, an Inexplicable Crisis!

"Sword qi thundering across the wastelands, its might shaking the eight desolations!"

The spectacle was utterly breathtaking.

Even Meng Bingxin of the Moonswords couldn't find the words to capture Ye Ning's formidable presence at that moment.

He stood beneath the vault of heaven, his gaze sharp with an unparalleled commanding aura.

Clearly, her own cultivation should not be inferior to his