The Tiger King let out a series of threatening low growls, yet its paws subconsciously stepped back.
Hidden in the snow, the Ice Viper King stopped surging and began retreating segment by segment. The fallen snow slipped back into place, as if nothing had ever happened.
The Wolf King, locked in the cage by Xiaoba, was unusually agitated.
The raging wind and snow came to a halt.
The tenfold Gravity pressing down on everyone vanished as well. The gloomy sky revealed the sun, heaven and earth cleared, and the world seemed to have been nudged back onto its proper track by an invisible hand.
A figure walked over from the end of the snowfield, casting a large shadow across the dazzling snow.
No matter how far they were from him, everyone could clearly see his tall frame. His long black hair trailed along the ground, his chest was bare, and every muscle was of just the right thickness—neither gaunt nor bloated.
