The golden-robed elder mulled over it for a long time and swallowed the consoling words he was ready to say.
In the end, he just lightly uttered a single word.
"Good."
...
...
"You Xie bastard! Haven't you had enough?"
The miserable cries amidst the wind and snow lasted for nearly half an incense stick's time.
The Snow Demon had already been beaten beyond recognition.
It never thought that even as it transformed into wind and snow, it couldn't escape this lad's Sword Qi lockdown... Initially, it tried to transform into "Jiang Miaoyin's" appearance, hoping to evoke some pity in Xie Xuanyi and receive a lighter beating, but this trick backfired terribly; its entire body was now almost crushed by the Sword Qi.
"..."
Xie Xuanyi remained silent, still observing the broken frost and snow struggling within the Sword Qi with indifference.
Completely obliterating the Snow Demon's Divine Soul would be difficult.
