Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

”With a basic strength of forty-two manes, accounting for a fifty percent increase from the Holy Pattern and a thirty percent increase from the Long Fist Form, the most powerful strength I can unleash should be over seventy-five manes. And with the Shattering Divine Light, a clone with strength over fifty manes dares to try to assassinate me, so naïve!”

Just like Wu Xiong, after Li Xuantiang’s body crumbled to powder, it also condensed into drops of Cold Apple Jade Dew on the spot.

”Cough... leave someone......”

Xia Hong ignored the Cold Apple Jade Dew on the ground and suddenly dashed forward, first rushing towards the back of Li Xuantiang’s corpse where Wu Lin was attempting to flee, while signaling to Liu Yuan and the Cold Resistance Level individuals to capture Han Jiuli and the others.

His confrontation with Li Xuantiang had been brief, yet the commotion it caused was terrifying. Hou Jing, Chen Yingba, and other Cold Resistance Levels within the station had already hurried over.

At Xia Hong’s command, none of the eleven dared delay, swiftly surrounding Han Jiuli and the others with the Cloud Dragon Army.

Wu Lin’s strength was merely a bit over thirty manes. With Xia Hong at full strength, escape was impossible for him. He barely avoided for less than three breaths before Xia Hong’s big saber cut him into two.

But strangely, even after being cut into two, he didn’t die immediately. Instead, he looked back at Xia Hong, face full of shock, and spoke:

”The Yin Yang Mirror, you’ve captured the Yin Yang Mirror!”

This White Dew Gu recognized the Yin Yang Mirror?

Xia Hong’s brows slightly furrowed, and just as he was about to speak, the Yanhan Blade stuck in Wu Lin’s waist suddenly seemed to heat up, starting to make sizzling sounds, soon emitting black smoke, clearly the silver taking effect.

At the same time, Wu Lin began to scream miserably.

Gasp... gasp... ah......

Finishing off Wu Lin, Xia Hong’s face had turned extremely pale, with four wounds on his body still gushing blood; yet he still gritted his teeth, continuing to charge towards Han Jiuli and the others.