The frigid wind wailed like a ghost, while the blizzard reduced visibility to less than two meters.
With a crisp crack, a palm wrapped in a layer of pale-blue crystals pierced through the solid ice, its five fingers hooking into the Ice Layer.
Su Xiao could no longer tell how low the temperature around him had fallen. After climbing fifty meters, the temperature began to plummet again.
Su Xiao drove his left hand into the solid ice, suspending his body on the Iceberg. A small canister of compressed oxygen appeared in his hand.
Su Xiao bit down on the mouthpiece and took a deep breath. He was not using oxygen because of altitude sickness. After entering the Eternal Frozen Sea region, there was no oxygen in the air. The extreme cold below -200° caused the structure of oxygen molecules to change, beginning their transition into a liquid state. As long as there was enough pressure, liquid oxygen could form.
The moment Su Xiao finished inhaling, cracks spread across the miniature oxygen canister in his hand. With a crisp snap, it split apart.
Who knew how the Moi Family had overcome a hellhole like this? No wonder they were so confident about the Death Land. Without thorough preparation, even a fifth-stage witch would never return after entering.
Su Xiao discarded the miniature oxygen canister in his hand as a layer of pale-blue crystals crept over his right hand.
Crack, crack...
Su Xiao continued climbing upward. Before he knew it, he had climbed more than a hundred meters, but for an Iceberg several thousand meters high, this was only the beginning.
Su Xiao was having a hard time, but A'Mu, hanging below him, was quite relaxed. It was unaffected by the low temperature and began looking around. It was not time for