Apotheosis

The others, who were waiting at the groove, looked at Nicholas in anticipation, waiting for his decision.

Nicholas contemplated for a moment and then announced, "After the chill subsides, we will head to the next groove."

No sooner had the words left his mouth

than the cold air from the huge volcano stopped.

The wind caused by the cold air also disappeared without a trace. An eerie silence spread across them.

"Let's go!"

Nicholas shot a derisive glance at the woman above and rushed together with all the members of the union of powerful clans to the groove on the other side.

The groove was about three to four thousand feet away from them. Thanks to their incredible strength, they could reach it in the blink of an eye and in a single step.

"That's right." The woman raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "Let's also go down!"

Whoosh!

The woman floated ahead, and Zen and Sword Chen followed her closely, who in turn were followed by the clones of the Holy Beings.

Very soon, Zen set foot on the first groove of the volcano. The groove was exactly where Nicholas and the others had been previously.

However, there were no Demi-holy Beings or consummate True Gods in Zen's group. With just about 20 people, it wasn't very crowded here.

The cold air from the large cave in the center of the ice volcano only stopped for a split second.

As soon as Zen entered the groove, a terrifying roar erupted from below the cave.

Swish, swish, swish!

A milky white cold gust of wind erupted again from the bottom of the cave and rushed straight to the sky.

Most of the people from the alliance of the powerful clans were staring at the woman with pure animosity in their eyes.

"I would much rather fight with them than let her put us into a corner!"

"Right. Don't continue to go down. Let's go back up to kill them!"

"But if it weren't for her, we would have done the same thing, wouldn't we?" said one of the Demi-holy Beings.

The alliance of the powerful clans found the coffin and the snow mountain, so they would naturally explore its inner wo

the cold air outside. Once it came into contact with someone or something, it would take over.

So the flexible thread also froze in an instant, and the turbulent cold air wound up along its length.

When the cold air was about to reach the woman's fingertips, she flicked them lightly, and the thread broke off from her fingers and fell to the ground.

Crash!

The thread had become hard and brittle, so it made the sound of glass breaking upon impact. It was broken into pieces on the ground and cold air emitted from its remains.

"Don't do anything stupid again! It's very dangerous here. If anything goes wrong, even I can't protect you," warned the woman. She stared at Zen with a pleasant smile on her face. She didn't mean to reproach him.

He nodded slightly and shook his stiff right arm.

Only after the woman cut off the Ice Soul Flame was he able to regain sensation in his numb arm. If it wasn't for her, he would have been an ice sculpture.

"What kind of cold air is this? It is so powerful!" Zen asked overcome with curiosity.

The woman explained with a faint smile on her lips, "It's not cold air, but a way of energy flow. It's just the effect of the energy flowing."

"The way of energy flowing?" It was the second time that Zen had heard such words from the woman. He was puzzled.

The woman nodded and said, "Yes. That's why the True Demon Body is so strong!"