After annihilating four ancient priests, an eerie silence fell within the main hall of the temple. The remaining eight ice pillars stood quietly, their surfaces covered with web-like cracks, yet showing no signs of further fracture.
Beifa stood in front of Perfikot, her maid outfit dusted with ice crystal fragments, but her posture remained as upright as a pine.
Perfikot stepped forward slowly and examined each ice pillar with care.
She reached out to touch one, feeling the bone-chilling cold from the ice surface.
"It seems these ice pillars have already lost their function." She withdrew her hand, a thin layer of frost forming on her fingertips. "The priests inside must have completely lost their vitality a thousand years ago."
At this time, Beifa had deactivated her high-power mode, and it was impossible to tell from her seemingly delicate hands that they could easily shatter these ice pillars.
