"Is this the Extreme Cold Sea Region in the north?"
The moment they stepped out of the Spatial Tunnel, an endless, frigid sea stretched before them. Most of it was covered in solid ice dozens of zhang thick, dark in color and as hard as hundredfold-tempered refined iron.
Floating icebergs dotted the sea—some the size of houses, others towering hundreds of zhang high—standing silently beneath the gray-white sky.
A blade-sharp freezing wind howled past, carrying fine shards of ice that lashed painfully against their faces. The cold here was anything but ordinary. A strange aura of extreme frost permeated the air, capable of eroding the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The instant they appeared, everyone felt the spiritual energy within them slow and stagnate, as though ice chips had mixed into their blood.
As far as the eye could see, the entire sea region was barren. Other than the occasional clumps of gray-green moss growing between cracks in the ice, there was not a single living thing in sight. The desolation was enough to make one's heart tremble.
"Ah-choo—!"
Shi Jingtian suddenly sneezed, hurriedly covering his nose and mouth. A violent shiver ran through his frozen body as he rubbed furiously at the goosebumps rising on his arms and cursed, "My dear mother! Is... is this fucking place fit for people to stay in? Not a bird shits here, not a chicken lays eggs here—one fart and it'd freeze into an icicle! Old Shi is freezing to death, freezing to death!"
"Baldy, can't you keep it down?" Tu Jiao folded her arms, her neat short hair likewise covered in ice crystals. Her capable, valiant face had been frozen slightly pale, and white mist spilled from her lips as she spoke. "Keep howling, and I'll rip out your tongue and