Since ancient times, where there was yin, there was yang!
The vast Divine Continent was forever high above, forever bathed in the radiance of the great sun. Here, the four seasons were like spring, all things flourished, and it was always so full of vitality, bright and beautiful.
Yet on the underside of this boundless floating continent, not a single ray of sunlight could ever be seen.
Darkness and bitter cold were the only eternal hues here. Ice stretching for countless tens of thousands of miles clung to the bottom of the Divine Continent, and over time, it formed a dark, deathly silent glacial continent with an average thickness of over a hundred li.
Across this glacial continent shrouded in darkness stood countless towering ice peaks. Every ice peak hung upside down, as if they were innumerable "spikes" growing in reverse, forever pointing toward the earth below.
At this moment, deep within the tallest and most massive of the ice peaks, the pale-faced Zhao Luoding walked cautiously at the front, while with utmost reverence, he led Fourth Ancestor all the way toward the Ice Domain.
Zhao Sheng walked forward at an unhurried pace. Along the way were ice walls as clear and crystalline as glass, and the closer they drew to the depths, the colder and more vicious the surrounding environment became.
They were still several li away from the Ice Domain, yet the temperature inside the passage was already frighteningly low. The extreme cold could easily freeze steel to pieces, and even a Qi Refining Realm cultivator would not survive here for more than two hours.
As the prison warden of the Ice Domain, Zhao Luoding had seventy-one Golden Core Realm jailers under his command, all of them ice cultivators who specialized in the path of cold ice.
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