In the Ice Age Apocalypse, I Hoarded Billions of Supplies Chapter 1705: Evening Breath

Zhang Yi never imagined that the spatial abilities he took such pride in would one day be broken by someone else. In the depths of his mind, the fear from two years ago resurfaced. Back then, just as he stepped into the Epsilon realm, he had once felt the terror of the Gatekeeper of the Underworld, just as he did now. The Chains of the World-Binder passed through the dimensional gate and pierced…