Antarctica.
After flying for some time, the silver-white fighter jet slowly came to a stop beside a lake.
The water in the lake twisted and swirled toward its center in an extremely strange and eerie manner, like a whirlpool.
What? You're wondering how there could be a lake in Antarctica when it was so cold?
Of course, it was because this was the entrance to Lost Ruin No. 1.
The mere low temperatures of Antarctica? How could they possibly freeze the entrance to Lost Ruin No. 1?
Likewise, the mere low temperatures of Antarctica didn't bother Lu Yuan and Ye Qingyue at all.
The Ice Elemental Energy they casually released was far colder than the air.
"This is the entrance to Lost Ruin No. 1, right?"
Looking at the silent lake before him, Lu Yuan murmured softly.
Though it was phrased as a question, his tone was declarative.
"Mm, this is it. Let's go in."
Ye Qingyue nodded.
Then the two of them set off for the entrance to Lost Ruin No. 1 and jumped in without hesitation.
They didn't come into contact with the icy lake water. Their bodies landed directly on the ground.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
Just then,
a bitterly cold wind swept past, stirring a low whistle at the edge of the forest.
After arriving, Lu Yuan instinctively looked around.
Before him stretched a sea of trees rooted in the permafrost, dominated by spruces and larches. Their trunks were thick and straight, their dark-brown bark scored with vertical cracks, with frost and snow that had endured for years lodged in the crevices.
The trees' branches reached skyward, crisscrossing into a vast web that broke the canopy into tiny fragments.
Every branch was wrapped in thick hoarfrost, like ice-crystal coral carefully sculpted by nature,
and sunlight spilled down,