Walking alongside the tiger silhouette, the snow light haze gradually spread, growing more intense as they approached, appearing exceptionally magnificent and grand amidst the chaotic space fragments.
The group watched solemnly, ready for anything. Xiao Hanshan drew his sword while Hua Xianggu gripped her knife, and little Wei'Er and little Bell huddled behind Song Yan.
If it were a normal breakthrough, there would be no need for such caution, but the current situation was full of mystery and uncertainty.
"Husband, what's happening?" little Bell asked.
Xiao Hanshan also smiled wryly and said, "Old Li, no offense, but how did you manage to provoke such a terrifying existence? Honestly, even if I exhausted my brains and did my utmost, I wouldn't think of standing before such a terrifying presence, let alone provoking it…"
Song Yan pressed his hands down, signaling everyone to lower their weapons.
