The icy abyss wind swept with black mist, the roars of monsters echoed like the cries of ghosts and the howl of wolves, reverberating repeatedly between the cliffs.
On the flat ground at the bottom of the abyss, hundreds of monsters surged like a tide, some with multiple heads, their fangs dripping dark green venom; some with limbs like steel claws, leaving deep marks as they stepped on the ice; even on the steep ice mountains on either side, densely packed monsters clinging on, their dark silhouettes covered the sky and the earth, a terrifying net woven by the aura of Tier Seven and above.
In contrast, in front of the ice-blue ancient tree, over two hundred Empire prodigies formed a tight formation.
Tier Six Spiritualists were positioned in the inner circle, surrounded by Tier Seven Golden Bloodlines and Holy Blood prodigies, the glow of Spiritual Energy lit up like stars, forming a sharp confrontation with the demonic qi of the monsters.
