C531 Snow Burial Sword

In a flash, Mo Wuhen's face turned even more chilling.

Despite being engulfed in a sea of flames, the temperature around him plummeted drastically.

A silver longsword gradually materialized in Mo Wuhen's grasp.

With the emergence of the sword, a frigid wind swept through, and a layer of frost could almost be discerned forming atop the fiery waves.

Defying the natural enmity of fire and water