Above the outer defensive line, the division of labor was tight, security was tight, and not the slightest lapse was made.
Bing Wuhen’s posture was as upright as a pine, gripping a sharp ice blade, his gaze sharp as an eagle’s. He locked onto the distant direction of the Divine Clan’s main camp. Any movement in spiritual power or a flicker of human figure would not escape his detection.
Ice Snow’s movements were light, hiding in the shadows of the icy rock. Her fingertips held the hidden threads of ice threads, silently setting up multiple warning barriers. Whenever any foreign aura approached, the barriers would trigger immediately, signaling the first warning to stop the enemy.
Bing Fenghan guarded the rear blind spot, his heavy spiritual power fully activated, his fists taut, his entire body charged with offensive and defensive spiritual power, ready to fight at any moment and block any sneak attack.
The three formed a triangular encirclement, firmly locking down the entire ancestral land’s exit airspace and leaving no chance for the enemy to exploit.
Jiang Xuelan stood alone, half a step away from Chen Ping, never leaving his side, serving closely as a close protector.
She had just fully accepted the entire set of Ice God’s inheritance and ancient divine weapons, her body radiating a faint and flickering ice-blue divine light, exuding a naturally cold and majestic aura.
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