The Frost Dragon obscured the sky, an extreme cold burst forth, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze as the moisture in the air condensed into ice spikes, detonating around Su Tu's body.
With this strike, Su Tu felt a power he had never experienced before. This frost and cold weren't just ordinary low temperatures but an indescribable force.
This force seemed to originate from the essence, yet also from laws, like an upstream current from the source.
Violent blood and aura wanton erupted, and Su Tu's consciousness had already regained clarity. He looked at the terrifying Ice Dragon before him, with a slight smile tugging at his lips.
The Ice Dragon before him already harbored traces of the Power of Rules, a force that only a Seed Dao could barely grasp.
At this realm, Martial Arts Dao was no longer about simple clashes but could mobilize the Power of Rules from the void.
