The Fortress of Wind and Thunder, the focal point of the battlefront between the Human Race and the Demon Clan.
Here, deafening thunder resonates and the freezing Cold Wind ravages unpredictably.
This is an extremely dangerous place, only accessible to big shots.
Compared to the harsh environment, the saints from the foreign races are even more terrifying. A slight misstep by a saint here could result in their fall!
"Kill!"
On the northeastern side of the Fortress of Wind and Thunder, Ji Qingxue shouted sternly, the Blue Dragonspear in her hand radiating blue light.
Behind her, the Divine Appearance of the Silent Ice Star Monarch slowly opened its eyes, amassing thousands of icy shards, vast snow, extreme ice, and extreme cold. The powers of Ice Tao and the Tao of Great Moon intertwined, their might awe-inspiring!
Facing her, Zhang Yinghe's eyes flashed with cold light. Confronting such might, he advanced instead of retreating.
