On the Peak of the snowy mountain, the cold wind howled.
Fang Hao's figure was like lightning as he took the initiative to charge towards the Ice Crystal Demon King, whose aura was withered but whose ferocity still remained!
The Demon King clearly did not expect that this little bug, who had previously been forced into a sorry state by its cold energy and needed to rely on a Puppet for protection, would now dare to actively provoke it.
It let out a roar mixed with anger and pain, and its huge ice crystal Dragon wings flapped violently, sending countless sharp ice blades, like a torrential rain, enveloping Fang Hao!
At the same time, it opened its huge mouth, and an 'Extreme Cold Dragon Breath'—more condensed than before and nearly dark blue in color—brewed in its mouth, the terrifying energy fluctuations causing the surrounding space to slightly distort.
"Come!" Fang Hao's eyes were sharp like swords.
