C353 Not a Good Influence

A dark red icy sheath enveloped Su Jiaojiao, compressing in layers until she was tightly encased within it.

The ice didn't relent; spiritual energy continued to condense and oppress, turning the trapped person's face a deep crimson, with meridians and blood vessels starkly outlined beneath the skin.

Jiang Su watched with a detached gaze as she struggled, a slight smirk playing on his lips