the speed of lightning, slowed to a crawl, like a snail's pace. The Thousand-Eyed Ancient Vine Demon watched in despair as the antlers of the snowfield demon deer pierced its body. A bone-chilling co...n."“It would be best if you, a fellow cultivator from the East, could let go of this. Unfortunately, I do not possess your level of cultivation. If it were possible, I would love to experience it firs...