These deaths summon a frost so intense that even the Azure Dragon Tribe residing in the Yunzhi Dragon Country could not withstand it, their scales peeling off in pieces, their bodies gradually withering away, and the vitality within their frames disappearing rapidly.
Not only were the Azure Dragons affected, but also the Dragon Robe Envoys and the Brass Prohibited Army, who, due to their proximity, were the first to have their life energy snatched away. A gust of wind gathered the frozen, withered, and dried creatures, all transforming into a white mist of life, drifting toward the location of the Sparrow Wolf God.
The Sparrow Wolf God was like a greedy demon, fervently siphoning the mist of life.
Zhao Chang raised his head, his cheeks covered in frost. His eyes, filled with disbelief, stared at Zhao Yuan and the Sparrow Wolf God.
