Meanwhile, as Lin Mo prepared to face his tribulation, the sky above the northeastern Abyssal Forest remained akin to a battlefield of gods.
Liu Tianfeng, Patriarch of the Liu Clan, moved like a living storm. Every swing of his fist tore through the air with the force of a thunderclap. His lightning-infused spiritual energy gave birth to spells and techniques to clash against the absolute, unyielding violet cold of his opponent.
Opposite him, Elder Bing Xin of the Violethaven Temple looked as though an immaculate monument of violet ice. Her movements were serene, yet each gesture commanded a terrifying power that the space around her couldn't help but crack and form void spots, generating more of her violet qi.
Violet glacial walls erupted from the earth to block Liu Tianfeng's thunderous blows, and lances of soul-freezing ice, each one as sharp as an earth-grade sword, rained down upon him.
