As Luo Yunji opened the Soul-Hooking Umbrella, more than a hundred soldiers appeared inside the "Ice Fortress."
Compared with cultivation, they would rather stay by Luo Yunji's side. But the Far North Ice Plains were far too distant from Two Mountains! Even at Long Zi's speed, it would take several days.
"You should be happy. Of the thousand soldiers who came together, only you obtained this strange energy. If you use it well, it will be very powerful!" He Dazhi consoled them. "There's nothing much going on now anyway. Two Mountains is already on the right track. If you go back, you'll only be cultivating together with everyone else."
"Yes!" After hearing him, the forty soldiers respectfully saluted, then stayed with He Dazhi on the ice plains of the Far North.
Even if they wanted to go back, their current physical condition would not allow them to fool around.
"I'll leave behind some 'cold energy.' I won't leave the Ice Bowl," Luo Yunji said, holding up the Ice Bowl. "If it isn't controlled and the 'cold energy' escapes, that would be trouble."
Everyone had seen with their own eyes how powerful the Ice Bowl was, as well as how terrifying the cold white mist inside it was. Those white mists were actually all bugs!
Luo Yunji controlled the Ice Bowl and released cold energy, condensing it into forty ice beads and leaving them for the soldiers.
Originally, they could have relied on the Ice Bowl's cold energy to help these forty soldiers, but for some unknown reason, when Luo Yunji summoned it, everything around him froze and was destroyed—destroyed in a way that could not be restored—and even the soldiers could not endure that freezing energy.
Perhaps Luo Yunji still could not fully control this Ice Bowl. Looking at those