On the bank of the Cold Pool, the air was heavy with a strange mixture of charred odors, fishy stench, bizarre stellar fragrance, and... an indescribable, bone-chilling cold.
Xingshuang’s massive body sprawled in lazy satisfaction across the shattered Dark Ice, its huge belly heaving slightly as a deep, rumbling purr of post-meal lethargy resonated in its throat. The wounds on its severed claws were completely healed, leaving only a few shallow scars covered in glistening ice crystals. The most striking change was on its gigantic skull—at the broken edge of the sharpest upper fang that Liu Xuanshuang had severed, the coating of Platinum Ice Flame was no longer just a thin layer; it had condensed into something as solid as ice crystal! Deep within the crystal, a faint, brand-new tooth tip gleaming with platinum luster was slowly growing! Although it had only just poked through, the outline of the new tooth was already clearly visible, radiating a newborn, even sharper chill!
Lord Dog's (Xingshuang's) mood was evidently exceptionally good. Its massive tail swept unconsciously across the ice, kicking up a flurry of ice chips. Its blinding white ice-flame pupils narrowed slightly as it cast an occasional glance at the poop-scooper next to it, who was still struggling with his "food," its gaze carrying a smug superiority that seemed to say, "This dog is already full, so go ahead and gnaw away slowly."
Chapter 125