1367 Nangong Xue

As the Ice Emperor's words echoed out, an anticipatory aura engulfed the whole area. All the Ice Spirits who were present held their breaths, concentrated, and quietly used their spiritual power.

However, everyone knew clearly what the outcome would be if they really started fighting the great army in the sky.

"What comes after? Do you really want your Ice Spirit Clan to be exterminated thoroughly?"

Jiang Chen forced himself to avert his gaze from the Ice Soul Stone, and he wore the same look as usual. His face didn't show either anger or delight.

"It's your group that has pushed us too far."

The Ice Emperor was so angry that saliva spit out of his mouth when he talked. His emotions had been greatly stirred up by everything that was going on.