"Giant Ice Trident!" Bai Lingxi chanted, and a massive ice trident formed in the sky. Just as she was about to launch it toward Wang Ming, she suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure crush down on her. She fell directly from her throne, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
"What happened?" she gasped, her voice shaky. She had lost control, and not only did the trident dissipate, but the soldiers and the palace shattered into ice dust. She realized she might have fainted if it weren't for her cultivation and her bloodline's resilience.
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Jiang Hong, Lei Ping, and Zhou Huixin were completely silent, their eyes wide like saucers as they stared at the scene in front of them.
"Sect Master, are you seeing this?" Lei Ping asked, his lips twitching.
"Yes," Jiang Hong replied, his voice low, as the three of them watched a massive black palace materialize near Bai Lingxi.