C378 Take Advantage of My Mother Being Cool and Run!

Under his watchful eye, from all four cardinal directions, ice-blue vortexes over ten meters in both length and width converged. Each swirling mass was etched with patterns of the same frosty hue.

Clearly, this was the manifestation of the middle-aged woman's profound power.

"Frost Wind!"

Her voice, cool and detached, cut through the air.

"Huff, huff