In the ice crevice.
Facing the frenzied assault of thousands of tendrils.
Yang Fan merely had a thought, quietly activating his Ice Superpower.
To be precise, it should be said it was the mutating Ice Superpower.
A while back, he had stared directly at a Fallen Ancient God reaching toward the Arctic, and the Ice Superpower had suddenly mutated.
Although the mutation was not yet complete, the superpower had already changed.
In the next instant.
Yang Fan's entire being suddenly became blurry, then transformed into a mass of indiscernible fog.
This was no illusion.
He had truly turned into fog.
Transforming from a human into fog, this was an incredibly unbelievable feat.
Countless tendrils surrounding him, as if having lost their target, suddenly halted.
The white fog rolled for a moment, and the tendrils dispersed.
