Liu Congyang quickly glanced at the nearby tomb, his brow slightly furrowed.
Then, he suddenly grabbed at the air, causing a flash of black light as a dark magic face shield appeared in his hand.
As the urgent chants rang from his mouth, the shield slightly shook and then expanded tenfold against the wind, standing before the tomb with black runes swirling unpredictably on its surface.
There was a muffled roar!
The blue ice flames struck the magic face shield, causing blue frost to emerge first, followed by layers of blue ice crystals rapidly spreading with a "hiss," covering most of the shield in the blink of an eye.
Once the blue ice crystals enveloped the dark magic face shield, the flow of black light on its surface slowed significantly, and its connection to Liu Congyang's mind seemed to weaken quickly.
