Chapter 511: Striking Awe Into One Hundred Sects (5)

The third jade slip was left behind by the Mist Horn Clan's thirty-first generation ancestor. That expert was adept in magic techniques of the ice element.

When this jade slip was crushed, the shadow of an ice giant suddenly emerged in the sky. The snowflakes falling over the Northern Cold Country were literally frozen in midair.

The giant's qi was as cold as ice. When all of the one million and four hundred thousand plus cultivators around the area felt the rush of coldness, their hearts pounded with fear.

The giant pointed a finger at the sky. Instantly, countless ice crystals appeared in the sky, forming into a massive throne that was ten thousand zhang* (3.33m per zhang) tall!

"Cold Ice Throne!"

In the endless chants of devil scriptures, the giant suddenly let out a roar and the throne plummeted from the sky. It immediately froze everything wherever it passed by!