The two looked around. There were thousands upon thousands of these ice sculptures, and they grew even denser atop the mountain.
More and more sculptures began to awaken.
The moment they saw Xu Zimo and Monk Dazhi, an enraged roar rang out.
"Those who trespass upon my Yellow Kingdom shall die!"
Countless statues marched toward Xu Zimo and Monk Dazhi in neat formation, charging in to kill them.
"What do we do?" Monk Dazhi hurriedly asked.
"To each his own," Xu Zimo said with a smile, then sprinted wildly toward the mountaintop.
Though these sculptures were powerful and coordinated with remarkable precision, the gap in strength was simply too great.
Xu Zimo practically smashed one with every punch as he charged toward the summit.
Seeing this, Monk Dazhi's gaze shifted slightly. He gave a low cry, "Limitless Heavenly Venerable."
His entire body swelled dozens of times larger, and even his daoist robe expanded greatly along with him.
With one stride, he covered dozens of meters, running close behind Xu Zimo.
As they drew nearer and nearer to the mountaintop, the sculptures they encountered along the way became increasingly powerful.
When the two reached the summit, they saw a throne standing atop the peak.
A man clad in imperial robes sat upon it, while more than a dozen armored generals stood on either side.
"Travelers, halt." One general stepped forward, spear in hand, and shouted sternly, "Before my king, why do you not kneel at once?"
"Trash," Xu Zimo said with a light laugh.
Overlord Shadow left its sheath, and a sharp blade aura cleaved the general directly in half.
"Insolence!" the man upon the throne barked.
The winds and clouds across the heavens instantly changed. A golden dragon circled above their heads.
This golden dragon seemed to truly exist rather