But its cold resistance was sufficient to rival the creatures of the Far North.
Gradually, the Taotie's fingers twitched, and those golden substances slowly began to crack.
Before long, the large mouth on its abdomen started to make chewing movements.
Outside of the iceberg.
Bai Mansheng and Tang Feiji were both astonished, for the entire iceberg started to show cracks!
It was like those mythical stories where a powerful being could slice through mountains and rivers with a single swing of their sword.
The massive iceberg instantly displayed exaggerated fissures.
Subsequently, large chunks of ice began to fall off.
[The combination of river ice doesn't happen in just one day of cold; accumulating soil to form a mound is not done in a moment. From Wang Chong's "Lun Heng."]
To Bai Mansheng and Tang Feiji, the Taotie's cries sounded like viewing garbled text on a computer—a similar concept.
But Tang Xian realized the seriousness of the problem.
