Under a single palm strike, such mighty power was displayed. The elderly man, standing several tens of feet away, appeared to smirk evilly as he watched Xiao Chen standing unmoving in his original position, consumed by freezing Qi after being hit by his icy palm. The chilling aura enveloped his body, and he slowly transformed into an ice sculpture under everyone's watchful gaze.
It's important to know that as a warrior of Blood Refining Realm, Xiao Chen's blood energy had long become as flowing as mercury, with a ceaseless heat. Yet, the overbearing force of the elder's palm strike was as cold as the supreme chill from the Nine Nether Underworld, instantly seeping into the heart and blood vessels, freezing the man from the inside out.
"Chieftain!"
"Brother Xiao!"