Seeing the admiration in Frost Hua's eyes, Ivette tried hard to keep a straight face so the corners of her mouth would not rise too obviously.
It was only natural for a disciple's disciple to admire her master's master. There was nothing to be proud of, she thought.
She was only a little happy, that was all.
Then, thinking of something else, her mood turned somewhat regretful again. She sighed. "It seems we won't gain anything today."
Frost Hua had been secretly watching the hand Ivette was holding, hesitating over whether she should take the initiative to let go now that the path had appeared. Hearing Ivette's words, she froze for a moment before realizing what her master's master meant.
Within the Cold Mist Barrier lay the ruins of the War of Divine Judgment. On the surface, it seemed there must have been some unspeakable secret inside, hence the barrier jointly erected by True Gods to protect it. But now, that so-called protection was more likely a trap set for Tertia. Did that not mean there was actually nothing important within these ruins of the War of Divine Judgment?
Of course, that was only to be expected. After the divine war ended, the True Gods could not possibly have neglected to clean up the battlefield or failed to store meaningful and valuable spoils in their Divine Kingdoms.
This was not an open-world game. How could there possibly be exploration rewards deliberately left behind on the map for her?
Still, Frost Hua felt an enormous sense of loss, as if the last spark of hope had been snuffed out.
She stared blankly ahead, her long white lashes lowered, like a doll that had lost all vitality.
Ivette led her forward through the marshmallow-like white passage until the light at the end