The Ice Phoenix Sword appeared as quickly as it disappeared.
The brilliant blue light was almost a mere flicker.
In just one second, Xiao Yi quickly let go, dispersing the Ice Phoenix Sword from his hand.
Even so, his hand that held the sword still felt a burst of icy pain.
Woosh... Woosh... Woosh...
At the moment Xiao Yi dissipated the Ice Phoenix Sword, his figure turned into an extreme flicker.
The entire Molten Magma Land had already transformed into an expanse of ice and snow.
The flowing molten lava instantly solidified.
Even the giant fiery body transformed into a huge and fierce ice sculpture.
Within a few breaths, Xiao Yi was already above the head of the giant ice sculpture.
There, in the head of the giant ice sculpture, a trace of spiritual intelligence was trembling incessantly, filled with panic.
"How... how is it possible... My sacred magma..."
The Fire Demon Spirit was not only terrified but also deeply incredulous with a hint of madness.
