RUMBLE—
The entire snow mountain trembled violently. A torrent of ice and snow surged down from the peak like a tidal wave, an avalanche of apocalyptic proportions.
ROAR!
A soul-shaking roar echoed for hundreds of miles. It seemed as if the entire Tian Yuan Forest could hear its bellowing. Countless Spirit Beasts and Half-Beastmen prostrated themselves, trembling.
"The Snake of Extreme Cold?"
Qian Feng's triumphant expression slowly soured. The roar made his blood race and his eardrums throb. The sheer power of its presence and its cry was enough to leave him unsettled and disoriented...
He looked at Chen Han, an uncontrollable rage flashing in his eyes, and roared with reckless abandon.
"You damned bastard, you actually woke up the Snake of Extreme Cold?"
Hmph!
Chen Han sneered.
'If death is certain, can't I at least choose how I die?'
'I can die.'
'But I would rather die at the hands of a Spirit Beast than at the hands of Qian Feng.'
