He didn't know if he could make it to the summit because right now, with every step he took, he had to use all his strength, and the consumption of Spiritual Energy was incredibly great.
Moreover, under this extreme cold storm, he didn't know if his tendons had been frozen or if the circulation of Spiritual Energy had become sluggish, but it was far from keeping up with his needs.
"Is this the power spread by the God of Ice?"
Greg Jensen now understood why the Beast King, even after merging with the Earth Fire Holy Flame, was still restrained by the God of Ice; the extreme coldness was just too strong.
If it weren't for his multiple methods of resistance, he probably would have turned into an ice sculpture already.
And this was still when the sun hadn't completely set; he didn't know how brutal the extreme cold storm would get by midnight, as Louis Donovan had mentioned.
Possibly with his current strength, he wouldn't be able to last even half a minute here.
