Above a snow mountain swept by raging blizzards and bitter cold...
Chilling qi surged from a vast glacial cliff a thousand zhang high, bristling with icicles.
Suddenly...
Crack!! A pitch-black spatial rift suddenly split open in the middle of the glacial cliff, spreading like a spiderweb...
Then...
Whoosh! White Snow emerged, golden-red runes twisting all over his body. Behind him came Ye Han, clad in armor, his metallic skin covered in cracks...
White Snow burst out of the spatial rift and slammed into the glacial wall, gouging a massive crater into ice that had not melted for ten thousand years...
Countless shards of ice came crashing down.
White Snow swept his enormous wings, knocking the countless shards away... Only after a long while did they stop falling.
"Cough, cough!" Ye Han coughed violently, slapped his Storage Bag, and took out several pills, swallowing them.
At once, rippling golden runes surged from his body, flowing ceaselessly over him.
Meanwhile, Ye Han directed the Purple Cauldron in his Divine Sense Sea to continuously release purple cauldron aura, helping him restore his spell power...
He had no choice. Without the purple cauldron aura, his expenditure had been so great that he had no idea how long recovery would take.
White Snow, meanwhile, shimmered with gold and silver as runes twisted and trembled over him, his enormous body taking human form. He sensed that Ye Han's spell power had actually recovered considerably in an instant...
Looking at Ye Han longingly, White Snow said, "Master! What kind of pills are those? Give me a few too! I nearly lost my life for you!"
As he spoke, White Snow stared at Ye Han, practically drooling.
Ye Han gave a wry smile. "A few? These are Half-Saint Origin-Restoration Pills! I only have a few myself!"
Even as