The Martial Emperor felt as if he had merged with the Ice Blade in his hand. A rune hovered around him like a firefly, invigorating his spirit. Each rune contained an understanding of the Law of Ice and Snow.
A sword slashed, a flash of icy blue light surged through. Everywhere it passed, the entire Divine Kingdom was covered in a hard layer of ice, transforming into a world of ice. Here, even powerful demigods would freeze to death.
The Martial Emperor heard the news. His eyes were fixed on the God at the funeral. At this moment, the Funeral God had turned into an ice sculpture. This was his most formidable martial arts. If he couldn't subdue Lin Chen, he was powerless. At this moment, the Martial Emperor was extremely nervous.
However, this Funeral God remained motionless, as if frozen, utterly helpless.
When they saw it, they all made jokes.
"Lin Chen won't be defeated, will he?"
"No wonder the martial arts just now were so weak."
