Snowflakes swirled through the air.
Wretched screams still rang through the Black Pine Forest.
Thorny vines burst through the snow, turning into countless venomous snakes that coiled upward. The wooden spikes covering them were the snakes' fangs, savagely constricting Hong Yuan's legs.
Fierce winds blew, the pines roared, and countless fine particles mingled with the powdered snow, sweeping down upon him.
Almost at the same instant.
A pitch-black figure appeared without warning, like a phantom in the night. A cold gleam flashed in his hand and, utterly soundless, darted toward the back of Hong Yuan's head.
There truly was no road to heaven and no door into the earth. In an instant, Hong Yuan had fallen into a crisis unlike any he had faced before.
Elsewhere, Hua Shouzheng's face twisted viciously. As Qinglingzi opened his mouth to shout, Hong Yuan's expression remained calm, and his chest and abdomen suddenly swelled as though inflated.
Whoosh!
Faintly, everyone present seemed to hear a mighty river surging, like crashing breakers and raging waves!
That was the sound of blood and qi reverberating within Hong Yuan's body.
With his physique as formidable as it was now, the richness of his blood and qi had reached a level ordinary martial artists could scarcely imagine.
He inhaled, then exhaled!
A stream of force, straight as a sword, shot from his mouth. Upon meeting the air, it swiftly became a powerful spiraling storm that swept up every invading snowflake and particle of powder, sending them surging back.
At the same time, force surged beneath Hong Yuan's feet. He neither raised a leg nor stamped, yet a tremendous shock wave exploded across several yards around him.
Pop, pop, pop!
The vines coiled around his legs shattered inch by inch. Snow churned like dragons and scattered, exposing a broad