Endless frost emerged from the body of the Cold Ice Glaze Dragon, as a bone-chilling wind swept by.
In no time, a thick layer of frost appeared on the ground.
The Paper Puppet snorted coldly, and countless papermen emerged from its hands.
They stacked upon each other, forming a barrier that suppressed the Cold Ice Glaze Dragon's dragon's might and the chill.
Ye Bai's eyes showed a look of understanding; as expected, Master Jiang would step in to suppress the Cold Ice Glaze Dragon's dragon qi and frost.
A difficult problem that troubled him was easily resolved this way.
Ye Bai put on gloves and carefully inspected the Cold Ice Glaze Dragon. Although it was still emitting faint cold qi, it was much better than before.
Ye Bai pried open the eyelids of the Cold Ice Glaze Dragon, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and saw thin strands of black silk in its pupils.
Evil energy was eroding the body of the Cold Ice Glaze Dragon.
This was not a good sign.
