Chapter 828: Snow Bear King
The Mountain Gods Valley duo clearly couldn’t break through any time soon, and the longer the fight dragged on, the more exhausted they’d become.
Max’s mind began to move swiftly, calculating risk and timing. ’Maybe... I can reap the benefits without lifting a finger.’ His instincts told him that with patience, the opportunity would present itself. For now, he would wait—silent as the snow, sharp as a blade, ready to strike the moment the balance tipped.
Just then the Snow Bear King roar!
"AAAOOO!"
At the roar of the Snow Bear King, the atmosphere inside the cave shifted violently. The thunderous growl echoed across the icy walls like a command from a warlord, and the effect was immediate—dozens of snow bears responded in unison, charging down from the deeper parts of the cave like an avalanche of muscle and frost.
Their heavy paws pounded the ground, shaking it with each step, and within moments they had flanked the two Mountain Gods Valley members. Trapped between the incoming horde and the towering Snow Bear King, the two cultivators were suddenly overwhelmed.
Their movements became frantic, coordination began to break down, and their rhythm faltered under the suffocating pressure.
Max, watching from the shadows with his aura fully suppressed, narrowed his eyes, believing that this was the moment the two would fall. But then, unexpectedly, Senior Brother Mack made a bold move.
With a shout, he pulled out a palm-sized bead that glowed with a furious red light. Even from a distance, Max could feel the scorching heat radiating from it, completely at odds with the frigid cave. His eyes widened slightly in recognition. "A Fire Bead?" he murmured to himself, surprised.
The Fire Bead was a special kind of treasure—its creation required the essence of condensed flame to be stabilized and sealed through ancient techniques, something only cultivators at the Mythic Rank or above could accomplish.