Looking around, a gigantic cold serpent lay quietly atop the State City, spanning across kilometers, as if in slumber.
This cold serpent is likely a manifestation of calamity bestowed by someone.
Any Immortal in the Fate Realm visiting this city would immediately notice this cold serpent.
Although Xigou couldn't see the cold serpent, he was taken aback, clicking his tongue, "What's going on? Someone competing with you for business?"
Fang Zhixing chuckled and said, "They arrived first; I'm the one who's competing."
Xigou couldn't help but laugh, "Everything follows a first-come, first-served principle, so either you turn around and leave or you seize someone else's turf."
Fang Zhixing didn't act rashly, sitting cross-legged and carefully observing the cold serpent.
Time passed little by little...
The cold serpent continued to slumber, with threads of black energy continuously dissipating from its body.
That is the power of Fate!
