Cloud mist churned, continuously radiating astonishing cold that pierced through the surrounding solid ice and mountain rock before surging out into the open.
This cloud mist appeared harmless, but in truth, every wisp of it was Thousand Year Cold Air naturally nurtured over several millennia.
The cold air across the entire Glacial Snowfield might not necessarily have anything to do with this mist.
Yet above the mountain peak where Su Shi'er currently stood, cold air drifted through the sky, its chill piercing to the bone, and it was inextricably linked to this cloud mist.
Even the solid ice covering the walls throughout the underground space had long since been eroded by the cold air into slabs of millennium-old profound ice.
Around the cold pool, one could faintly see ice jade that had formed over several millennia.
Yet whether it was cold air, profound ice, or ice jade, all of it was merely scraps formed from the water of the cold pool below.
What was truly formidable was the water flow within the pool, as still as an ancient well.
The Great Dao was simplest at its core, returning to its original truth.
It looked like an ordinary pool of water, but in reality, it was Ten Thousand Year Cold Air of astonishing chill.
At this moment, as the power of the formation above seeped downward, the previously motionless pool water began to stir restlessly.
Beneath the gauze-like shroud of cloud mist, a figure could vaguely be seen within the pool, hazy and mysterious.
The figure was completely bare, concealed amid the cloud mist and impossible to see clearly. Long hair cascaded down its shoulders like a waterfall, and though its features could not be made out, its peerless figure was still faintly discernible.
The curling cloud mist, together with the