This was a bizarre and fantastical place. In the vast underground space, so enormous that its boundaries could not be discerned, crystalline ice covered everything. Clusters of multicolored radiance drifted through the space hundreds of zhang high like clouds.
Looking around, it was as though he had been plunged into a wondrous illusory realm.
Sweeping his gaze across the ice crystals before him, he could see countless strange glimmers constantly flashing within the crystal-clear ice. The glimmers shot out from the ice crystals, shone onto the surrounding ice, and were then reflected into midair, forming an extraordinarily gorgeous and eerie scene.
A breeze that seemed to pose little danger swept past, yet the layer of silver radiance around the Second Soul Spirit flashed violently. A fine crackling sound immediately rang out as well.
The Second Soul Spirit felt energy surge through the puppet body. Blade-like wind blades, exceedingly fine, swept across its body one after another. Only by rapidly driving its energy could it stabilize the protective silver light once more.
Standing in that strange underground space resembling a fairytale world, the Second Soul Spirit remained rooted there for a long while. Only then did it leap onto a massive ice crystal more than a dozen zhang high and carefully investigate the enormous underground space.
Looking up, he saw glimmers swirling in the distance, stretching beyond the limits of sight.
Even after releasing his divine sense, it only traveled a hundred-odd miles before being dispersed by the gorgeous glimmers drifting through the air, unable to advance any farther.
Sensing the aura in the air, the Soul Spirit's brows furrowed slightly.
This underground cavern, rarely visited by humans, contained an extremely ancient aura. Amid that ancient aura, apart from the still-faint aura of vegetation and spirit herbs, he also sensed several