Within the Cold Abyss Secret Realm, wind and snow raged, and the cold pierced to the bone.
There was no sun in the sky, yet it was brilliantly white, as though covered in a layer of frost and snow that never melted, radiating a ghastly, even light that illuminated a vast, desolate expanse between heaven and earth.
Snowy mountains stretched into the distance, their swordlike peaks stabbing straight into the heavens.
Chen Changming landed in the snow with a soft crunch beneath his feet. He exhaled a breath of white mist, but the moment it left his lips, the freezing wind tore it apart, turning it into tiny ice crystals that dispersed into the air.
Chen Changming narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the invisible power of rules within his body-as though an unseen hand were pressing down on his Dantian, forcibly suppressing his cultivation to the first layer of the Void Refinement Realm.
He frowned and moved his body a little.
Not only had his cultivation realm been suppressed, but his body-refining cultivation had also been suppressed to the first layer of the Void Refinement Realm.
Chen Changming gazed into the distance. Amid the distant wind and snow, nine figures were flying toward the depths of the secret realm at tremendous speed.
"Are these fellows planning to pick the Yin-Yang Fruit before joining forces against me?" Chen Changming smiled indifferently.
Although he knew each person could only pick one Yin-Yang Fruit, he did not want to fall behind the others.
At his summons, black light surged forth and took the form of a four-winged Ghostface Butterfly.
The Ghostface Butterfly had an enormous body, with wings spanning several zhang when spread. Bizarre blood-red markings covered their surfaces, resembling a twisted human face howling silently.
With a gentle flap of its wings,