Icebound Forest, Dragon Spine Snow Mountain.
A biting storm raged on, goose-feather snow swirling wildly through the sky. Howling winds swept icy shards against the frozen cliffs, producing shrill whistles.
Bright light fell from the skylight above, illuminating shattered ice crystals scattered everywhere. Broken, incomplete dragon bone remains lay sprawled across the frozen earth, while icy cold permeated every inch of the air. The place was silent and grim.
The purple-skirted girl awoke within the ice cave.
Her body trembled slightly as life returned to her light-purple eyes. Her violet dress was dusted with snow, fine dark patterns embroidered along its hem. Her long black hair, smooth as silk, was tied with a red ribbon.
Zi Ling's fingertips carried a slight chill as she touched her brow, then lightly brushed her neck. Though the bruises had faded, lingering phantom pain remained, making her swallow softly.
Her youthful face was reflected in the crystalline ice wall.
Her forehead was fair and smooth, without the slightest mark.
Her head was still attached. That was all that mattered.
That golden light from before had probably been a control-type soul skill, meant to restrict her movements.
She then tilted her head slightly and swept her gaze to the side, instantly fixing on Lin Mo, who lay facedown on the frozen ground not far away.
Lin Mo had collapsed face-first. His clothes were stained with snow and faint traces of blood, black hair scattered across his back. His limbs hung limply, his back rising and falling ever so slightly as he breathed weakly.
He was alive, but unconscious?
Suspicion flickered in Zi Ling's eyes.
The guy lay completely motionless, looking utterly harmless.
She had initially wanted to strike while he was down. Her slender fingers curled instinctively, a faint purple glow of Soul Power gathering