As the frost-covered fists neared the gray shield, they suddenly disintegrated, transforming into five ice dragons that attacked the gray tree demon from five different directions.
This change was so sudden that the gray shield could only block two of the ice dragons, while the remaining three struck it fiercely, forcing it to stagger back.
After retreating seven or eight steps, the massive tree demon finally came to a halt, but the ground was already in ruins beneath its feet.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan furrowed his brows.
The punch just now was not simple at all; even a typical Fourth-level Venerable might have been injured.
However, the gray tree demon was only forced back a few steps, without suffering any substantial damage, which was unexpected for him.
He then snorted coldly, a startling light bursting from his eyes.
The previous punch was just an ordinary strike; his true strength went far beyond that.
