Li Xiaoqiang and the Giant Roc arrived in the Snow Tribe World and have been cultivating here ever since.
Although they are Divine Emperors now, the mysterious calling from the Void is growing stronger.
Could there be another world beyond the Divine Realm?
Today, Li Xiaoqiang stands atop the highest peak in the Snow Tribe World, dressed in ornate robes.
The world here is a vast expanse of white.
The strong wind blows, causing his ornate robes to flutter loudly.
Li Xiaoqiang's face is still as handsome as ever.
The space between his eyebrows radiates a mature steadiness that time has bestowed.
"Screech!"
Suddenly, a golden Giant Roc, massive enough to blot out the sky, comes flying from afar.
The Giant Roc amazingly carries a golden Python in its mouth.
The golden Python struggles fiercely in the Giant Roc's beak.
After a few pecks from the Giant Roc's sharp beak,
The golden Python is swallowed by the Giant Roc.
