A month passed in the blink of an eye.
The snow crisis also calmed down.
Without Gu Xing's leadership, each guardian beast chose its own way to alleviate the longing for Gu Xing.
The once battlefield center is no longer a vast snowy plain—
The power of life released by Vera spread like a tide, dyeing this land a rich emerald green.
She stood in the center of greenery, countless vines surged out around her, like snakes and dragons, relentlessly attacking the Insect Emperor's broken giant pincer.
Every time the vines got close, they were instantly shattered by the remaining destructive aura of the giant pincer.
But Vera did not stop, new vines broke out of the ground again, stubbornly facing the force of annihilation.
This severed pincer, after all, had lost the original support of the Insect Emperor, and under Vera's day and night assaults, finally, some sporadic vines penetrated the barrier, touching the surface of the giant pincer, greedily absorbing the remaining energy.
