C1121 Sliver of vitality

A cold wind blew, and a few dark clouds floated over from the shore of the sky. Fine droplets of rain slowly fell.

Under the fluctuations of the violent arcane aura, the world was shrouded in haze, with snow powder and ice shards rippling everywhere. Even though Zhao Tiezhu and those ordinary Zhao Song clansmen were not far from him by the side of the pool of blood