The following afternoon, Ivette finished her brief rest at Snow Smoke Manor and entered the vast Snowfields with Frost Hua.
From a safety perspective, it might have been wiser to first digest, understand, and refine the Divine Realm abilities she had newly mastered. But thinking of the speculations Frost Hua had cited from Tertia, Ivette found herself too restless to remain peacefully in the warm inn.
She did not even have time to savor the mysteries of the Divine Realm before immediately setting out with her newly acknowledged grand-disciple.
Unlike her previous solo explorations, when she had needed to record landmarks in a sketchbook and carefully avoid getting lost in the monotonous landscape, Frost Hua now led the way, making the journey exceptionally smooth. In less than half a day, they crossed the Blizzard Belt and ventured deep into the Frost Abyss Belt, eventually arriving at a vast glacier shrouded in eternal polar night and a brilliant river of stars. They looked ahead.
Before them lay an incomparably vast basin, far larger than any geographical formation they had seen before.
Beneath the gray-blue sky, the basin was completely enveloped in dense white Cold Mist that seemed impossible to disperse.
The mist writhed and churned like a living creature, exuding a terrifying pressure. Like a gigantic pure-white asteroid embedded in the frozen earth, it stretched beyond sight in both directions.
Ivette watched quietly for a while, the hem of her gray cloak fluttering softly in the icy wind. Then she turned into a gust of wind and lightly descended before the wall of mist.
Frost Hua also transformed into wind and snow and followed. She was about the same height as Ivette. One had brilliant silver hair that refracted flowing rainbow light, while the other had pure white hair like cascading