Stepping Higher

Karakorum Ice Peak was covered in black-blue mystical ice piled up over countless years. From afar, it resembled a colossal broad-bladed sword.

The countless torrents of violent astral wind coiling around the summit like white giant pythons seemed like the chilling Sword Qi unleashed by that blade.

These sword-like winds constantly tore the boundless air around the peak into countless gray-white torrents, bursting forth with thunderous roars that boomed across hundreds of miles in every direction.

Thus was born a rare natural wonder—the Icefire Turbulence.

The frost-cold air in the sky was violently rubbed by the supersonic astral winds surrounding the summit, producing scorching currents hot enough to melt gold and iron.

Yet the instant these currents came into being, they were frozen by the extreme cold. As this cycle repeated endlessly, the surroundings of the ice peak became almost like a hell of ice and fire.

This Icefire Turbulence was truly formidable. Zhang Sanxian tried to fly directly to the summit, but after several attempts back and forth, he still failed to break through. Each time, he was blasted away.

Left with no choice, he abandoned the attempt to force his way through. His body fell like a meteor, crashing down at the foot of the ice peak.

Zhang Sanxian then followed the route described by the White Sheep Tribe chieftain and arrived before a hidden fissure concealed by a glacier.

"Secret Ancient Path~"

After staring steadily at the fissure for a moment, Zhang Sanxian casually walked inside.

Within the fissure lay a vast, long ice passage that slanted deep into the mountain's belly, spiraling upward all the way.

The four walls of the passage were smooth as mirrors, reflecting dim blue cold light. It looked exceptionally magnificent.

But Zhang Sanxian had only followed the path upward for a