It was unclear whether it was due to differing attributes or some other reason.
In this extremely cold space, Sun Wukong circulated his true form and the stagnant progress once again climbed, faintly, yet it also gave Sun Wukong hope for a breakthrough.
"By inertia, there must be a Secret Realm like the Seven-Colored Giant Python here, as long as I find it, I should be able to enhance my powers further," he guessed quietly, operating his true form while keeping an eye on the future snow monsters.
When he sensed the blood scent, a fierce light burst forth in his eyes, as tangible as reality, making the approaching snow monsters pause and all stop in their tracks.
The scent of the wild beast, although faint, filled the many snow monsters with fear.
However, the life force emanating from Sun Wukong's demonic body was too enticing, fatally attracting the snow monsters.
Between fear and greed, the group of snow monsters chose the latter.
