The Black Mountain Ancestor's Magic Shield was incomparably thick, a shield condensed from the cultivation of Demon Emperor Great Perfection. At this moment, even a full-powered strike from another Demon Emperor Great Perfection couldn't easily break through it.
With the shield's protection, Black Mountain Ancestor was completely reassured. He ignored the Fire-Eating Ants continuously falling onto the shield from the sky and charged recklessly towards Wang Yan.
Just when everyone thought Wang Yan should guard against Black Mountain Ancestor's attack, Wang Yan stood motionless, his gaze still icy cold as he watched the Black Mountain Ancestor approach closer, his eyes like those looking at a dead man.
Initially, Black Mountain Ancestor sneered at Wang Yan's frigid exterior, but as he got closer, he clearly saw the boundless coldness deep within Wang Yan's eyes.
This coldness was not feigned but a genuine disregard.
