The Startrail Battlefield of the Trial of Wrath had not yet fully faded when a bone-piercing chill suddenly swept in. Lin Zhixia saw the light and shadows before her shift, and in the next instant, she stood in a frost-covered land sealed in ice for thousands of miles—the sky was lead-gray, while the earth was buried beneath a thousand-zhang-thick layer of "Ice of Sorrow." The ice gave off a deathly blue-white gleam, and the cold in the air was like needles, freezing her Divine Soul the moment it pierced her pores.
"Second trial: Trial of Sorrow—Mysterious Ice Frost Right Leg Bone." The Will of the God Realm spoke coldly. "Reach the top of the distant Homeward Bound Pagoda to pass."
Lin Zhixia looked down. In the distance, the Homeward Bound Pagoda floated amid icy mist, its form hazy and indistinct. She tentatively stepped forward with her right leg, and the Mysterious Ice Frost Right Leg Bone immediately sent a piercing chill through her, as though countless threads of ice were burrowing from the soul bone into her meridians. The instant she stepped onto the ice, excruciating pain erupted at the level of her soul. Countless scenes of regret surged uncontrollably into her mind—the severely wounded soldiers beneath Jialing Pass whom she had failed to treat in time, their eyes yearning for life before death; the hasty farewell when her parents passed away, that single cry of "Run!" becoming an eternal parting; the failures she had suffered along the path of the divine trials through carelessness, and all the regrets left behind because she had not been strong enough...
With every scene that flashed by, another portion of her Soul Power froze. Her right leg gradually became as heavy as ice, as though filled with lead. The ice clung to the