Mountains crumbled and seas roared, while wildfires raged.
The originally calm, mirror-like Northern Darkness was in chaos. It was a sign that the realm had become unstable and was about to collapse.
Under Snowball's overwhelming pressure, the Kun Beast had exhausted all its strength, yet still could not create a realm large enough to contain the Heart of Weak Water.
The Kun was so huge that no one knew how many thousands of li it spanned.
But what if Snowball were even longer than the Kun?
Whether it was a realm or an illusion, when all was said and done, the contest still came down to strength, cultivation, and realm.
The difference was merely half a stage, yet the Kun Beast was already struggling so desperately to cope.
The Northern Darkness shook as though it were about to collapse, and the "Li Mu Yang" conjured by the Kun Beast was also tottering on the brink.
"You..." the Kun Beast said in a gloomy, vicious voice. "Do you know what you're doing? If the realm is destroyed, all of you will be trapped inside it and die, reduced to smoke and scattered into nothingness!"
"Whoosh."
Snowball ignored everything and continued opening its bloody maw to suck in the waters of the black sea.
The sea of the Northern Darkness was boundless, as if its end could never be seen.
Yet now, the seawater had visibly dropped by a layer. It looked as though Snowball would soon swallow it all clean.
The Kun Beast knew that when the sea ran dry and the Northern Darkness withered, the realm would be destroyed.
When that happened, the realm would vanish, and everything within it would vanish as well.
The Wolf King sensed the danger. Animals were extremely sensitive to peril.
It circled the iceberg