Above the boundless expanse of ice.
A blizzard swept across heaven and earth.
At that moment.
A monster over ten feet tall, with six arms and four legs, raced across the thick ice toward the desolate island standing alone amid the snow and ice.
At a speed that carried him over a li in a single breath, his massive body stirred up terrifying gusts, whipping up layer upon layer of snow.
Three hundred meters.
Jiang Ning stood atop the cliff, quietly watching the rapidly approaching Wind Divine Envoy.
The Wind Divine Envoy in his divine scion form put considerable pressure on him.
After all, even the arrows he had fired, imbued with the power of wind and thunder, had failed to harm the Wind Divine Envoy in the slightest.
His Wind-Thunder Archery was an intermediate martial art, and one that had broken its limits three times at that.
The might of such a martial art already surpassed that of ordinary advanced martial arts.
Granted, the bow he currently held could not unleash the full power of his Wind-Thunder Archery.
But Jiang Ning estimated that even with a suitable bow that let him bring his archery fully into play-
Wind-Thunder Archery alone would still struggle to pose a fatal threat to the Wind Divine Envoy in this state.
After all, the Wind Divine Envoy in his divine scion form possessed not only a formidable physique, but also a nearly undying body.
Even the gravest injuries could heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Combined with the toughness of his body, that rate of recovery made him far too difficult to kill.
Only if the Wind Divine Envoy offered no resistance and allowed a wind-thunder arrow to pierce his skull would there be a chance of killing him.
Of course,