Tang Yiyi let out a cold snort. The moment the Ice Dragon was fully formed, her figure glided down onto the surface of the ice like a fairy descending from the heavens.
The instant her feet touched the ice, Tang Yiyi began to dance with her Soft Sword in hand.
"Sword Dragon Dance! Arrive like thunder, fury restrained! Depart like the vast sea, light contained!"
As she performed the Sword Dragon Dance, the enormous Ice Dragon began to coil and move, following the flow of her Sword Momentum.
The mighty Ice Dragon, like a weightless silk ribbon, continuously tumbled and roared as it circled around Tang Yiyi.
"First, my sword dance stirs the heavens! Second, my Spirit Sword shakes the world!"
With a soft cry, Tang Yiyi flicked her dancing sword, sending a seemingly light thrust toward Shen Lang.
The Ice Dragon roared. Wreathed in endless chilling energy and emitting a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, it charged ferociously at Shen Lang.
