An extremely light sound faintly rang, as if a thin metal needle had dropped onto the floor. And the moment that faint sound rang, the old man surnamed Fang’s body strangely stopped on the spot. His right stretched-out hand was less than a foot away from Yun Che’s neck, yet, as if they were separated by a chasm, he was unable to take even half a step forward.
The old man surnamed Fang’s pair of eyes were extremely wide as his pupils seemingly shrank to a size of a needle. He opened his mouth, but was unable to make a single sound. A small icy blue glow slowly spread from the center of his body, quickly enveloping his body from his four limbs, head, hair, then to his clothes…
In only a span of two breaths’ time, his entire body had been enveloped by an icy blue glow, and transformed into an unmovable ice sculpture.
Whoosh…
A gentle night breeze blew over, passing Yun Che’s ear, and lightly caressed the body of the old man surnamed Fang, who had already turned into an ice sculpture. The old man surnamed Fang’s body suddenly disintegrated into icy blue dust and dispersed into the faraway sky. From head to toe, in the blink of an eye, he completely disappeared from where he had stood, while the night sky became adorned with thinning icy blue glitters of light.