In this world, the Martial King realm was a powerful realm countless martial artists dreamed of. Once one stepped into it, their physical body would undergo a world-shaking transformation, possessing terrifying strength comparable to that of an entire great world.
In the Extreme North of the continent stood a range of profound-ice mountains that had remained unfrozen for ten thousand years. Its peaks soared into the clouds, and the mountains were formed entirely of solid ice. The temperature was extremely low, and ordinary people would be frozen into Ice Sculptures the instant they approached. Hidden deep within the mountain range was a Primordial Ice Dragon that had slept for a thousand years. Its body was enormous, winding for several miles, and its entire body was covered in ice-armored scales flickering with a cold glow. Each scale was as large as a door panel.
The young Martial King Li Yang had heard that a rare treasure could be found here and came to investigate. When he stepped into the depths of the mountain range, the sleeping Primordial Ice Dragon was startled awake. Cold killing intent flickered in its enormous vertical pupils. It suddenly whipped its tail, and a wall of ice more than ten meters high instantly surged from the ground, sweeping horizontally toward Li Yang. Frost billowed across the ice wall, and everywhere it passed, even the air froze into ice shards.
Li Yang, however, remained unhurried. The qi and blood throughout his body instantly boiled, and the strength of his physical body erupted with a thunderous roar. He clenched his right fist, carrying the momentum of splitting heaven and earth, and punched directly toward the ice wall. This punch contained the Martial King's ultimate control over the strength of his physical body. The wind of his fist howled like