Purple raindrops fell on everyone's skin.

At first, everyone just felt a little cold.

But gradually, some tribesmen felt something was wrong.

"No, there's something wrong with this Ziyu!"

Su Hai glanced at the rainwater in his palm, and suddenly his whole body froze.

Not only him, but at this moment, all the clan members, including the bald warrior, were frozen by the purple rain.

hiss!

The purple rain fell, hit the ground, and turned into wisps of cold air, rising up.

As soon as everyone touched the cold air, they immediately turned into ice sculptures.

This speed is extremely fast.

"No……"

Su Hai looked horrified and frantically activated the spiritual energy in his Dantian, but his power was only crushed by the purple cold energy.

"Damn it, what on earth is this cold air? It's actually suppressing even my 'Pagoda Golden Flame'."
Chapter completed!