Everyone felt as if reality had drenched them in cold truth after hearing about the Ice Bat's matter from their peers.
The Demon Ice Bat was nothing short of miraculous—a creature with a mythological lineage that most believed descended from the Luans.
Yet, when one looked deeply into its origins, it appeared almost insignificant compared to its famed brethren, leaving scholars and cultivators alike puzzled as to why such a being still persisted.
As soon as the Demon Ice Bat arrived, the ambient temperature plummeted to an utter freezing point.
Its overwhelming aura spread like an icy shroud over the entire area, and it exhaled a strange, mystic breath that not only sent shivers down the spines of onlookers but also managed to bar—and even freeze—the probing spiritual consciousnesses of a few reckless Mortal Generals.
The cold was so intense that it threatened to drag even the hardiest souls to the brink of an icy hell.
