However, her injuries remained unhealed and her Spiritual Power circulated poorly, reducing the arrow's power considerably, only offsetting most of the Blood Wolf's attack.
The residual shock still forced her back several steps, blood spilling again from the corner of her mouth.
"Hmph, a spent force!" Blood Monk sneered, advancing in large strides, "Hand over the Ghost Herb obediently, please this old man, and perhaps he might take you as a concubine!"
Luo Lingling gritted her teeth, a flash of determination in her eyes: "Dream on!"
She suddenly pulled back the longbow, Spiritual Power within her body surged wildly, coldness around her rapidly intensifying, unexpectedly forming a realm of ice crystals behind her!
"Extreme Cold Realm—Open!"
In an instant, the temperature within a hundred yards dropped sharply, frost formed on the ground, even the air seemed frozen!
