"If I remember correctly, there should have been a thick expanse of snow here," the Eastern Emperor murmured.
That thick layer of snow had vanished completely...
The ground for several miles around had sunk more than a hundred feet.
How was this digging three feet into the ground? They had dug three hundred feet down!
The corners of Nuwa's lips curled slightly as she said, "The Shadow Mark lasts for five days. Even without any Shadow People watching us directly, finding this place through the mark would not have been difficult."
After entering the road to the No Return Wasteland, Nuwa had used Wa Shadow specifically to destroy the Snow Line.
Now that seemed an extremely wise decision. Otherwise, the Origin Spirit Civilization would surely have intercepted their group on that road.
They cautiously surveyed the area. Only after confirming that the Origin Spirit Civilization was not lurking nearby did they cross the Snow Line and return to the frozen plains.
Then the Wing King's body began to swell, transforming from a human-sized figure into a giant eagle hundreds of feet long, carrying the group soaring over the frozen plains.
About a third of the way across the frozen plains, the black-robed leader bade Luo Zheng farewell.
The black-robed leader had followed Luo Zheng all this way partly out of a desire to repay his kindness. Besides, although the Night People Race had always lived in the dark domain, they shared deep ties with humanity.
Drawn into this by a twist of fate, they had contributed what they could. But the black-robed leader knew very well that the Night People Race could only display their true power in the dark domain. They could hardly contend with the enemies they faced in the light domain and were often a burden instead.