Even though the Great Sun Tathagata had made every effort to conceal his aura, the moment he approached the Netherworld, an innate coldness burst out from within, a coldness so intense it seemed capable of freezing Heaven and Earth.
"Remnants of the Demon Clan, die!"
At the moment when the cold appeared, an extremely cold voice rang out from within the Netherworld.
Immediately, an unimaginable innate coldness swept towards the Great Sun Tathagata. As it passed by, even space-time was frozen solid.
"Power of the Mysterious Cold!"
"It's the Ancestral Witch of Mysterious Cold, she's still alive!"
Great Sun Tathagata recognized the source of the coldness. Aghast, he turned and fled towards the Spiritual Mountain without looking back.
