The True Immortal guarding the gate was rendered speechless. After all, the person before him had an excellent personal relationship with the Golden Immortal stationed here. If he really escalated this matter, he would likely suffer for it in the future.
After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly relented.
"Alas, I can only close it temporarily for one day at most. If the time limit is up and Senior Zhou still has not taken the person away, this junior can only report the matter."
"One day will be enough."
Zhou Tong nodded, then unceremoniously led Mo Wuxue through the gates of the Ice Prison.
The moment they entered, the surrounding chill surged tenfold. Even with their Golden Immortal cultivation, neither could completely resist it, and they felt the cold seeping into their bones.
Moreover, the deeper they went, the heavier the chill became. It truly deserved to be a place Taiyi Cultivators used to imprison others!
"Now that you have entered this place, do not look up. All that remains is to endure."
Before leaving the passageway and entering the true Ice Prison, Zhou Tong gave a grave warning.
"What happens if I look up?"
Mo Wuxue asked curiously.
"The moment you look up, Ancestor will notice you. As for why, you can ask that person yourself."
Zhou Tong's tone was heavy, and he did not explain much. He also stopped moving forward, signaling for Mo Wuxue to enter alone.
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist."
Seeing this, Mo Wuxue solemnly bowed to Zhou Tong before stepping alone into the Ice Prison.
At once, the cold penetrated her bones far more rapidly. Mo Wuxue felt as though even her blood was about to freeze, and she could not help wanting to find something to warm herself.
Just then, waves of licentious sounds