Chapter 1023: Absolute Frost Spirit Physique

The silver-haired youth faced the ice dragon conjured by Patriarch Xuanhan's palm strike. He neither flinched nor dodged, standing there, expressionless. A heartbeat later, the ice dragon slammed into his body. Patriarch Xuanhan's eyes glinted with scorn. So much bluster, and he couldn't even dodge a single palm strike? Frozen in place by one blow? His soul would probably shatter under the impact. Just then, the silver-haired youth suddenly opened his mouth and drew a deep breath. Patriarch Xuanhan's...