Imu's Apprehension!

High above the clouds, the frigid wind cut like a blade.

The temperature had long since fallen below freezing. The air was thin, and violent currents tore through the sea of clouds.

Any ordinary creature that entered this high-altitude region would freeze into an ice sculpture in an instant, then be ground into powder by the gale.

Yet within this forbidden zone of life, a figure remained there, steady and unmoving.

Chen Ye sat upon the broad back of the massive Divine Eagle. Its feathers were like dark-gold steel.

Its flight feathers gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the frigid wind. As the gale roared past, it whipped Chen Ye's wide robe into the air.

The hem cracked loudly in the wind like a battle flag fluttering proudly in the breeze.

He had not used any defensive techniques.

The high-altitude wind was powerful enough to slice through steel, yet when it came within three feet of his body, an invisible force dissolved it.

Chen Ye lowered his head, his face hidden in shadow and devoid of expression.

His deep eyes were like two ancient wells as he stared down coldly.

At the hellish battlefield below.

The thick dark clouds had been torn open by the impact of energy, leaving behind a massive breach.

Through that breach, the brutal scene of the main battlefield was laid bare.

Loki and Imu clashed like mortals engaged in a desperate struggle against a god.

Chen Ye's gaze pierced through the swirling snow.

He clearly tracked the path of Loki's battle-axe and saw Imu raise his hand with casual ease.

The earth below was collapsing.

The cracking of the ice still reached Chen Ye's ears as a muffled sound, despite the ten-thousand-meter distance.

Chen Ye saw it clearly.

The situation had already become completely