Duan Gujin took a deep breath, signaling Qing Lian to dodge aside. He knew time was tight, and he had to quickly deal with the two ice corpses ahead.
He was now in a very narrow icy passage, with no other path leading forward.
Luckily, there wasn't another path leading forward, or he wouldn't know how long he would have to walk in this world covered in thick ice.
Obviously, those two ice corpses were placed here by the Ziwei Divine Sect, specifically to block martial artists who ventured here.
Martial artists breaking in here would find it hard to dodge attacks from those two ice corpses. The best method was to go all out and face those two ice corpses in battle.
Thinking about the Ziwei Divine Sect's intentions, he naturally acted decisively, not allowing those two ice corpses to recover combat power.
"Howl! Howl! Howl! Howl!"
Four Extreme Thunder Dragons turned into four bolts of lightning, rapidly pouncing toward the two ice corpses.
