Because the Sunken Ghost Realm, an important domain, had vanished, the weather in the Far North Land abruptly changed from its usual calm.
Even goose-feather snow was insufficient to describe the bitter cold here. In just half an hour, the snow on the ground had piled up to a depth of five meters, while the overall temperature had dropped to around -180°C. Ordinary lifeforms simply could not survive here.
Yet Zhang Chen, who was currently sitting cross-legged beside the massive pit, remained completely unaffected by the freezing environment.
Whenever snowflakes fell within twenty meters of Zhang Chen, a mouth would emerge in midair and devour them. The frigid temperature could not penetrate beneath his skin. Ghost aura coursing across the surface of his body had formed a web-like network of orderly veins.
True Ghost aura could clearly be seen flowing across white-haired Zhang Chen's bare upper body.
Compared to an hour ago, the True Ghost aura within Zhang Chen was no longer scattered at random. It was now densely and methodically distributed throughout his body, fused completely with his flesh, bones, and soul.
The white mask gradually faded from his face. The moment Zhang Chen opened his eyes, a surge of ghost aura shot into the heavens before quickly dispersing. Hidden by the harsh environment of the Far North Land, this series of phenomena went unnoticed by the other regions of Zero Space.
"The power of a True Ghost! It completely surpasses ghost creatures and belongs to a higher level of existence! And the constitution of a True Ghost can still improve. Once I reach the 100% True Ghost complete form, I'll undergo a complete transformation and gain the strength to confront Azathoth head-on."
Zhang Chen's current state and bearing had reached unprecedented heights.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
The Saber of