In the Ice Age Apocalypse, I Hoarded Billions of Supplies Chapter 1878: The Invaders

Luo Zhuo raised his hand and cradled that touch of golden radiance in his palm. He looked up, gazing into the distance at the great Snow Mountain. The wind and snow suddenly grew fierce, and his gaze flickered, unstable. Suddenly, two golden wings sprouted from his back, their brilliance illuminating the courtyard of the Jokhang Temple. "Whoosh—" With a spread of his wings, he launched himself…