Even with Tang Ling by his side, there was no chance of victory.
"Time is tight tonight. I don't want to waste it on you two little ones. Don't even think about resorting to something like self-detonation—it won't work. You won't die because I'll keep you alive."
Beneath the streetlights, Li Qingsong stood with his hands clasped behind his back, speaking indifferently: "Until the day I decipher the Evolution Path."
Boom!
A violent snowstorm descended from the sky, accompanied by howling gales that seemed to sweep in from the edges of the world. Ice crystals and snowflakes swirled together, roaring like a rampaging lion aiming to pulverize everything in its path!
West Port vanished.
The harbor was gone, too.
In their place arose an icy expanse, glacial plains and snowy peaks erupting skyward.
It was bone-chillingly cold.
"Why aren't you dead from old age yet?"
