C883 Killing the Prodigy!

One after another, figures named Qu Jing shattered like ice crystals under the extreme cold.

Qu Jing, beneath his large black umbrella, felt as though he was at the very depths of the Frozen Hellscape. His limbs, soul, blood flow, and even his thoughts and consciousness were permeated by the ice power.

Above, the Frost Queen, with her scorpion body and human tail, seemed to chuckle softly