The rumbling sound approached, and three heavy military spacecraft, silver and white all over, broke through the wind and snow, steadily landing at Ice Extreme Pass airport.
The hatch slowly slid open, and the biting cold wind rushed in instantly, but it couldn't stop the overwhelming aura pouring out of the cabin.
Fully armed warriors surged out like a tide, moving in unison, their footsteps resounding powerfully, and in no time, they formed dozens of neat phalanxes on the tarmac, their armor gleaming coldly in the wind and snow, exuding a murderous aura.
At the forefront of the phalanx stood a towering figure as imposing as a mountain.
The man had slightly disheveled white hair, dancing wildly in the wind, with eyes fierce as an eagle, like a ferocious tiger ready to pounce on its prey, a hideous scar on his forehead adding to his menacing presence.
This man was Ran Tu, the soon-to-be subordinate of Qin Tian, the commander of the Baihu Corps.
