Yun Xinyue was in an extremely poor state at this moment, one might even say she was on the brink of death.
"Enslave Skill."
Wen Zhixing's eyes opened slightly, mysterious immortal runes flickering within his pupils.
Instantly, a powerful Divine Soul Force shot out from them.
BUZZ!
The overwhelming Divine Soul Force surged into the center of Yun Xinyue's brow.
The next moment, the scene within Yun Xinyue's Sea of Sense appeared before Wen Zhixing's eyes.
Vast swathes of frost clung to her Sea of Sense.
White, icy coldness continuously emerged, making it seem as if Wen Zhixing himself had entered a world of snow and ice.
As for Yun Xinyue's divine soul, it had already been frozen solid, resembling an ice sculpture.
As Wen Zhixing drew slightly closer, he felt the bone-chilling cold attempting to invade his own spirit body.
CRACKLE!
The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder flickered faintly, instantly dispelling the chill.
