"Aoouu—"
The Cold Wind brought with it a blizzard of ice and snow, its overwhelming approach engulfing everything in its path, forming chaotic visual streaks that soon wrapped around them. The small toothed dragon even closed its eyes in terror.
Shao Zifeng's mouth curled into a smirk. As the Cold Wind closed in within a few meters of his body, the Deceiver's Ring on his right hand flickered and suddenly erupted with an invisible aura, rapidly decomposing the structure of the Elemental Energy swirling within the chaotic airflow.
The anticipated pain did not occur. The small toothed dragon slowly opened one eye only to find that the terrifying attack had vanished without a trace right in front of it.
A moment later, the Cold Wind dissipated.
The ground was left in disarray, exposing the dark brown rock beneath.
