The Wind Snow howled, nearly freezing the soul into ice slag.
Two streaks of flowing light chased each other, one after the other, in the distance.
Gu Lushen's expression was gloomy as he looked back at the youngster behind him... That young man, not yet twenty years old, should be grateful for burning incense if he managed to live until now.
After freeing himself, he didn't immediately kill the boy!
Yet the boy dared to foolishly chase after him!
Was he trying to stop him from opening the Giant Statue Ruins?
Gu Shen maintained his high-speed flight with an impassive face, the relentless Wind Snow slapping his cheeks. The severity of the climate here was beyond words, in this realm of nearly minus a hundred degrees cold, he could only rely on the Array Patterns to keep moving forward.
At this moment, he felt the murderous gaze from Gu Lushen up ahead.
Gu Shen remained unmoved.
