"Whoosh!"
As Yi Tian pushed his palm forward, an overwhelming force burst forth.
The momentum was so fierce, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Ling Sheng sensed danger and quickly reached behind him to grab a blue object.
It looked like jade, but its shape resembled a snail's shell, coiling in a vortex pattern.
Ling Sheng channeled his spiritual power into the snail-shell-like cyan jade, then placed it in front of himself.
The next moment, a vortex also appeared in front of Ling Sheng.
A vortex shimmering with a faint cyan glow.
When the Ice and Fire Celestial Palm struck the vortex, it was actually sucked into it, and the Cyan Jade Vortex instantly turned purple.
The next moment, the purple faded away.
On the Cyan Jade Vortex, something appeared.
Ling Sheng picked it up— a small cyan crystal. He casually stuffed it into his pocket.
"..."
"What's this?"
Yi Tian had always been confident in his Ice and Fire Celestial Palm— but it just vanished like that?
