The moment I stepped into the Antarctic Glacier, the world seemed to consist only of pure white and deep blue. As far as the eye could see, there were endless ice peaks and snow-capped mountains. The majestic glaciers stretched across the sky like ancient behemoths, their translucent icicles hanging from the cliffs, reflecting a dreamlike blue-purple halo in the dim light of the Polar Day. When the wind blew, the ice surface shimmered with tiny silver sparkles, like scattered stars falling to earth—a breathtakingly beautiful sight, like a secluded fairyland...
But beneath this breathtaking beauty lies a harsh climate that can devour all life. The biting wind, carrying polar Polar Ice Invasion, is like an invisible Ice Blade, cutting the skin with a severing pain. The cold air is so dense that it is almost solidified, seeping into the bone marrow through the pores, and even the space itself is frozen solid by this extreme cold.
Even Chen Lang, a supreme being standing at the pinnacle of humanity, clearly felt waves of discomfort in his body the moment he stepped into this place. His limbs and bones felt stiff and numb, and the circulation of his blood and qi became sluggish.
He dared not be careless in the slightest, immediately activating the powerful lightning energy within his body. Pale purple lightning surrounded him, forming a warm barrier that kept the all-pervasive polar chill at bay. If he relaxed even slightly and failed to use his lightning energy to resist the chill, he too would be invaded by this terrifying cold...
In stark contrast to Chen Lang's barely acceptable fit, Mu Ningxue felt no discomfort whatsoever amidst the icy landscape. Instead, she felt completely at ease, as if she had returned to her most fitting home.
The extremely dense Ice Element energy around her flowed into her body like a gentle stream, nourishing her Ice Element Star Seed. Her originally stable Starry Sky Territory expanded and widened at a visible speed under the impact of this pure ice power. The ice crystal aura around her became more and more condensed, and her cultivation level showed a faint upward trend.
She closed her eyes, sensing the changes within her body, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her lips. This place was clearly a universally recognized Desperate Land, fraught with danger and fraught with deadly cold.
But for her, it became a uniquely blessed cultivation Holy Land, where every wisp of ice energy in the air was the most superior nourishment for cultivation.
Mu Ningxue turned her head to look at Chen Lang beside her, who was using lightning to keep warm. Suddenly, she understood why Chen Lang insisted on bringing her to Antarctica instead of leaving her behind.
This seemingly perilous, frozen land was actually Cultivation Secret Realm tailor-made for her, where danger and opportunity coexisted, and beautiful scenery and frigid chill were intertwined. Only here could her Ice Element cultivation achieve a new breakthrough...
Only by venturing deep into the Antarctic Glacier can one truly understand the terrifying nature of this forbidden land.
The threats here are never just one kind. The Icefield Demon lurking in the crevasses and snow caves are certainly fierce and violent, but compared to the omnipresent harsh environment, they are not the most troublesome existence.
Under the dim light, the vast ice plain was deathly silent. The biting cold penetrated everywhere, freezing even the space itself slightly stagnant. Even more terrifying were the Icefield Storm that would sweep in without warning, a natural disaster known as the "Graveyard of the Far South".
When the storm rises, the sky is filled with Ice Shards and blizzards, forming a white wall that blots out the sun. The cold wind carries an extreme cold that can freeze souls. Wherever it passes, everything is frozen. Whether it is a powerful Demon Beast or a strong person who has strayed into this place, once swallowed by the storm and trapped in the thick Ice Shell, they will be permanently frozen in place, unable to escape for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, forever sleeping in this frozen wasteland.
Fortunately, Chen Lang and his group were all top-tier experts in the world.
They encountered and slew demons along the way, and when they encountered storms, they worked together to build up defensive barriers to quickly avoid them. They barely withstood all kinds of dangers along the way and made arduous progress for more than ten days.
Along the way, ice peaks are scattered, their dark blue ice bodies gleaming coldly in the dim light, seemingly serene and beautiful, yet fraught with danger at every turn.
Chen Lang looked around, sensing the extremely pure Ice Element energy around him, and then glanced at Mu Ningxue beside him, whose aura was becoming increasingly refined. He said in a deep voice, "Let's part ways here."
He pointed to the icy plain beneath his feet and said, " The Ice Element energy here is the purest and gentlest, perfect for your secluded cultivation. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you; don't miss it."
Mu Ningxue's heart tightened. She looked up at Chen Lang, her eyes filled with worry and reluctance, and asked softly, "Where will I find you after this?"
"No need to look for me." Chen Lang gently shook his head. The Antarctic interior was fraught with danger, and the territory of the Emperor of the South Pole was even more perilous. There was no fixed meeting point, and searching rashly would only add to the danger. He said slowly, "Once you finish your cultivation, you can leave here directly and return to Dubai or the Chen Clan."
Mu Ningxue remained silent, her fingertips clenching slightly. She understood Chen Lang's intentions and knew how important this place was to her, but the thought of separating from Chen Lang and sending him alone to the more dangerous heartland filled her with unease.
She hesitated for a long time, but seeing Chen Lang's resolute and unyielding attitude, she finally nodded slightly and accepted the arrangement.
Before turning to find a place to cultivate in seclusion, she looked up at Chen Lang, her voice soft yet firm, repeatedly urging, "You must be careful..."
"Yes, I'll be fine." Chen Lang smiled gently, his tone relaxed, reassuring her.
But only Chen Lang himself knew that beneath this composure lay a subtle, barely perceptible worry.
Logically speaking, with his current peak strength, he wouldn't feel any real threat anywhere in the world, and he has always been extremely confident.
But the moment I stepped onto the Antarctic Glacier, that innate confidence began to dissipate little by little.
The extreme climate here can genuinely affect his physical body and spiritual energy. He even needs to constantly expend his power to resist the cold, which means that his combat power will be reduced invisibly.
Moreover, the Emperor of the South Pole has been lurking here for countless years, controlling the power of the entire glacier. His home advantage is unparalleled, and the danger is far beyond imagination.
However, having already arrived here, there is absolutely no way to turn back. Even knowing that this place is fraught with danger, they can only grit their teeth and continue onward.
Furthermore, Chen Lang didn't believe it. With Sixteen-Winged Archangel accompanying them, plus himself, the lineup was far more luxurious than in the original world.
Michael and the others were able to break through the great formation of the Antarctic Glacier and escape unscathed, so why would he stop here?
Otherwise, Chen Lang wouldn't have come here.
In fact, if the Holy City hadn't been eyeing him so early on, Chen Lang wouldn't have planned to be the first to go to war with Holy City.
The wisest course of action would be to eliminate the threat of the Sea Monster and then have the Holy City contribute to breaking the great formation.
Unfortunately, many things in this world don't go as planned.
Chen Lang certainly possessed foresight, but it was precisely because of this that, with the flapping of his wings, everything was subtly changing...