Shen Qinghe sheathed her sword upon hearing the words, allowing the dazzling Sword Net that had confused everyone's sight to gradually dissipate, but the cold energy still left those around her feeling a bone-deep chill.
The Venerable Mingyue in the middle had already become an ice sculpture, completely enveloped by ice and snow.
Shen Qinghe had not expected this and stood staring, dumbfounded, before instinctively looking towards Dongfang Wuya.
Dongfang Wuya approached the ice sculpture and gently tapped it. The ice surrounding Venerable Mingyue suddenly transformed into countless Sword Qi shooting out in all directions.
All Immortals were taken by surprise by the delayed Sword Qi, too late to react. It was Dongfang Wuya who waved his sleeve, dissipating all the fierce Sword Qi without a trace.
Everyone exchanged glances, while Venerable Mingyue was injured all over, with numerous delicate wounds even marking his face.