However, Wang Longhu's entire body was radiating steaming heat, with his blood roaring like tides, keeping his body temperature at the normal human level.
Wherever his feet landed, the snow melted away, sizzling as it did so.
Wang Longhu looked calmly at the endless snowy world around him, feeling as if he were the only person in the entire world at this moment.
The sound of the wind coming from afar seemed like the roar of ancient times.
This sense of solitude made Wang Longhu feel an indescribable peace.
Inner peace, mental peace.
Wang Longhu took a deep breath and suddenly thrust out a palm.
In an instant, his palm wind swept up a large area of snow mist, pushing back the cold wind and flying snow that blew toward him.
The snow on the ground was swept away, revealing the rocky surface beneath the thick snow.
In this Arctic region, there's not a plant in sight.
For a moment, a hollow zone appeared in front of Wang Longhu, lasting for two seconds.
