Rolling cold currents blew skyward from the North Sea Abyss, like a pillar holding up heaven.
Above, dense dark clouds hung black and gloomy, making the entire sky look like the end of the world.
Beneath that dark sky, the monks suffused with golden light stood out all the more starkly.
They, too, sensed the presence of Tribulation Lightning and stopped chanting their Buddhist scriptures in alarm, raising their eyes toward the sky in shock.
The only Fifth Tier monk outside, the bare-chested Zhaojie, stared at the sky in astonishment:
"Fifth Tier Tribulation Lightning-but how could Fifth Tier Tribulation Lightning be this terrifying?"
He looked incredulously at the sky, then into the depths of the ice abyss.
Apart from the Venerable and a few Zhao Generation monks, the only person to have entered the ice abyss recently was that Ice Daoist from Wind-Approaching Continent.
"Could it be him?"
Doubt and alarm filled Zhaojie's heart.
But soon, his ears twitched as he received voice transmissions from the monks inside the ice abyss.
A trace of shock flashed through his eyes:
"It really is him?!"
At the same time, a figure swiftly flew out of the ice abyss and rose to meet the sky.
Clad in white, with a pure, aloof bearing, the figure was unmistakably the Ice Daoist.
Meanwhile, seated cross-legged among the monks, the Wu Ape King had recovered his blood vitality and spiritual power through their offerings. Sensing the disturbance, he opened his eyes slightly.
His attention was immediately drawn to the Ice Daoist facing the Tribulation Lightning in the sky.
He was not far from the Fifth Tier himself. Having already fused the two supreme legacies of the Ape God Nine Transformations and Yuan Void Formlessness, then spent years comprehending the Dao, his foundations ran so deep that