In the lightning-filled world, the great battle continued. Even the geniuses from various top forces were under extreme pressure, and it was not just from the battle itself.
Ye Futian slowly disappeared in the distance. Qin Li and the two Upper Arcana Plane cultivators from Qin Dynasty were chasing him.
The mountain path was very rugged. Ye Futian did not look behind him and kept advancing forward. In front of him, the lightning-filled world seemed to be turning into an icy one, where ice storms were raging. Before he even reached, he already began to shiver.
The snowflakes falling from the sky condensed into frost and turned into part of the icy world on Sky Mountain. Ye Futian stepped into it and could only feel extremely cold. It was as if he was covered in snow and ice and coldness seeped into his bones continuously.
