An aura of terror preceded it. Then, an Ice Python of jaw-dropping size slowly emerged from the river's surface.
The Ice Python was a thousand feet long, its coiled body like a mountain.
The eyes on its enormous head were devoid of emotion, radiating a cold, vicious intent.
"HISSSSSSS..."
It flicked its forked tongue, emitting a chilling, hair-raising sound. In that instant, the very air grew cold.
The temperature dropped so low it could practically freeze the blood in one's veins.
Anyone below the Innate Realm would be turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, just from the temperature alone.
'Fight or retreat?'
A flicker in Ning Jiang's eyes showed his deliberation. A moment later, he reached a decision.
Fight!
This time, he would see this through to the end, no matter the cost!
As if sensing the battle lust rising from Ning Jiang, the Ice Python shrieked. It opened its maw, and a blast of frigid air shot out like a cannonball.
BOOM!
