Snowflakes surged, and frost wound around like dragons as countless crystal-ice spears condensed in an instant. In a fraction of a second, nearly a thousand gods of the Winter Temple protected Young Master North, violently rushing toward the outer edge of the Endless Snowfield, resembling a giant frost dragon fleeing into the distance!
"You want to escape?!" In the distance, Zeus transformed into a flash of lightning that tore across the sky, sweeping over rapidly while roaring in thunder: "Leave them to me!"
"Yes!"
Chapter 636