117 Chapter 95 Cold Frost White Wind Flag_1

After leaving the Treasury of All Gods.

Zhang Jing appeared directly in a snowy wasteland.

Booming——

A thunderous roar echoed beneath his feet, overpowering the sound of the ice and snow pelting his body.

The scenery on the ground was insignificant in an instant.

The monotonous view of the endless ice and snow made it difficult to discern one's position and direction.

Most notably, the non-stop blowing snow had long since concealed all traces of the previous battle.

But relying on some iceberg peaks.

Zhang Jing eventually found his direction from memory.

A smile couldn't help but show in his eyes.

With the full blessing of Sea Dragon Devouring the Void Taoism Rhyme, his power had undergone a qualitative metamorphosis compared to before entering the Treasury of All Gods.

This meant that a certain White Ape was in for bad luck.

Under Zhang Jing's urging.

The Five Treasures Spirit River burst forth with a terrifying aura that surged forward like a torrent.

...

Roar!