A plume of white mist rose, and countless shattered ice crystals sprayed in every direction.
But after Ye Tian forcibly blew its head apart, the white bear had not died.
Its body merely swayed twice before steadying itself at top speed. Then, as if nothing had happened, it moved nimbly and retreated.
Having lost its head, the white bear naturally could no longer roar, yet a howling sound rose through the air.
As it backed away, it desperately shook its upper body, twisting its short neck with all its might.
Amid miserable, whimpering howls, the wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly turned incomparably violent, spinning rapidly as they converged upon where the white bear's head had been, forming a vortex.
At the same time, spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered together with the wind and snow. As they crowded and ground against one another, white light radiated from the severed opening at the bear's neck.
Then, the white bear's head began growing back at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In barely any time at all, it had fully regrown!
"Awoo!"
The fully restored white bear threw back its head and roared, snowflakes around it dancing wildly.
After his initial surprise, Ye Tian quickly calmed down again.
This was an ability possessed by most demonic beasts of the snowfield.
With the support of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, they could continuously absorb the wind and snow around them and transform it into their own strength.
To solve this problem, one had to destroy the demonic crystal within their bodies.
As the most important thing they possessed, these demonic beasts naturally guarded their demonic crystals with extreme care.
As for this white bear's demonic crystal...
Ye Tian closed his eyes.
The next moment, he abruptly opened