Winter has truly arrived.
This is the first time since his transmigration that Wang Wu has viscerally felt the power of the Great Snow Mountain.
Even though in early spring this year, the human race detonated three Spirit Energy Air Bursts that decimated a five-thousand-mile radius in the north, west, and south of the Great Snow Mountain into scorched earth, it still didn't hinder the ancient Cold Vein that has accumulated for millions of years within the Great Snow Mountain from wreaking havoc.
Overnight, the snowfall descended.
Lead clouds hung low for ten thousand miles, all mountains turned silent.
Even at a distance of twenty thousand miles from the Great Snow Mountain, one can still feel that bone-chilling coldness.
"I guess the Great Ape King has endured for half a year, and now finally the moment to launch a counterattack has arrived."
