In the empty, freezing ice cavern, a small figure ran with all her strength.
The ice beneath her feet was smooth as a mirror. Every step of her battle boots echoed through the vast cavern. At the very heart of Sky Pillar Mountain, the earth-shattering earthquakes had ceased, but the occasional sounds drifting in from the Ice Cave foretold unrest outside.
Feng Ying did not notice the mosquito trapped in the ice she ran across. Its strangely structured eyes seemed to be observing who was running overhead.
She ran on until her injuries became too severe, and she accidentally fell. The sharp edges of her immortal armor scraped chaotic white marks across the ice.
Using her divine weapon as a crutch, she forced herself back to her feet and staggered stubbornly onward, only to fall again...
When Feng Ying finally stood before the crystal-clear Ice Pillar that rose straight into the heavens, she looked up and saw the familiar figure she had dreamed of countless times within the pristine ice—the frozen Dragon Girl. Gentle light illuminated the Ice Pillar and the frozen cavern.
Two enormous, branching snow-white dragon horns.
Pointed ears, long phoenix eyes tilted slightly upward, pupils deep and clear, a cool and exquisite face, delicate skin carrying a faint luster, hair cascading like a waterfall.
Slender, with a narrow waist.
A long dragon tail covered in white scales, its tail whiskers soft as pure white flames.
A dark black dragon-shaped bracelet encircled her wrist.
Her light robes and skirt had been frozen in place, her graceful figure seeming unbound by the mortal world.
Faint, weightless mist seemed to coil around her within the clear ice, like clouds and rain, bearing the myriad splendors of riding clouds and mist. Her majestic dragon might awed all things.
After a brief