When Li Yunjing and the two women stepped out of the flying boat, a bone-piercing chill rushed into their faces.
In the distance, unbroken snow mountains towered majestically, and amid the peaks stood an "Ice City."
It was a city built entirely from Mystic Ice.
Beneath the sunlight, it glimmered with a faint, eerie blue glow.
"We're finally here."
Li Yunjing exhaled a puff of white mist and looked toward the endless icebergs and snowy plains to the north. "Next, we need to find the road to the Jin Kingdom."
Su Muqing tightened the Dao Robe around her. "It's so cold here. Even my spiritual power is circulating more slowly."
"I actually find it very comfortable!"
Zhao Qi said with a smile, "I feel that in an environment like this, it won't take many years before I can raise my realm again."
"Mm! Not bad!"
Li Yunjing took out a map. "Let's go to the Ice Plains Chamber of Commerce in the city first and ask about the Jin Kingdom."
Just then, a squad of cultivators clad in white leather armor blocked their path.
The leading cultivator had a cold, stern face. The spear in his hand slanted toward the ground, its tip condensed with tiny ice crystals. "Fellow Daoists, Ice City has been under martial law recently. Outside cultivators must have their identities verified."
"Fellow Daoist, we are merely passing through and wish to go to the Ice Plains Chamber of Commerce to purchase some supplies."
Li Yunjing's brows furrowed slightly. His fingers silently formed seals inside his sleeve, but a gentle smile appeared on his face. "We come from the inland."
"This fellow Daoist... could she possess an ice body?"
The white-armored cultivator's gaze swept over the three of them, then suddenly paused when it reached Zhao Qi.