Half a month later, in a hidden place within the Arctic Ice Plains.
Before Mu Zi, a crystal-clear ice-blue seal hovered quietly. From time to time, a wisp of cold qi seeped out from within the seal, striking Mu Zi's hair tips and forming a layer of ice crystals.
The Heavenly Net Umbrella stood guard silently at the side, allowing Mu Zi to calmly comprehend the Ice Ancestral Symbol.
Crack.
With a slight movement of Mu Zi's mind, the ice crystals on her hair quickly faded. The Ice Ancestral Symbol slowly descended from the air and landed in her hand.
Her pure-white jade hand held an ice-blue translucent seal before her eyes as she examined it. Her fingertips moved slightly, her aura blossomed, and strands of cold qi surged out from the Ancestral Symbol. The cold qi stirred and condensed into a figure before Mu Zi's eyes.
It was a tiny person made of ice and snow, only the size of a thumb, yet exquisitely delicate. Every inch of hair, the facial features, the patterns on the clothes—all had been outlined in meticulous detail. Even the pupils in the eyes were clearly visible.
And the tiny person's face was shockingly identical to Mu Lingsha's. However, what she wore was a blue dress woven from ice and snow. Fine patterns dotted the hem of the skirt, and as the skirt swayed, those patterns seemed to come alive, leaping lightly.
"Mu Lingsha" wore a long dress, her slender, beautiful legs hidden beneath the skirt. The expression on her crystal-clear little face was lively and serene, and her whole being seemed to float with immortal grace, like a spirit born from ice and snow.
Mu Zi smiled lightly and flicked her finger. The Ice Ancestral Symbol flew a short distance through the air.