296 Captives

The dense adhesive Sky and Earth aura like faint morning dew hazily covered the foot of the Snow Dragon Mountain.

Streams of spiritual aura, which naked eyes could see, were still erupting from the crack on the Snow Dragon Mountain, hovering around, expanding gradually, and overwhelming the one-hundred-mile area surrounding the Snow Dragon Mountain.

The misty spiritual aura resembled a jade-like white silk ribbon under the sun and radiated faint rays sometimes. Many of the Wings race’s and the Demonic Sound Clan’s pagans were astonished looking around with joy, but they didn’t understand why everything had become this miraculous and marvelous.

The previous chilled to the bone icy aura had quietly disappeared. Although the Snow Dragon Mountain’s peak and flank were still freezing like before, there was no longer icy aura flying out from the crack or spreading down to the foot of the mountain.