After putting away the Jade Slip, Su Shi'er's eyes flashed, and his consciousness immediately sank into the Small world space within the Nine Heavens Exquisite Pagoda.
Even though only his consciousness entered, Su Shi'er could still feel the bone-chilling cold within the Small world space.
Only where the spirit beasts dwelled, protected by formations and spatial power, was the chill relatively weaker.
Every other region had long since been blanketed in ice and snow.
Goose-feather snowflakes continually fluttered down through the air.
The Spatial Barrier at the edge of the Small world space was covered in a thick layer of frost.
This was no ordinary solid ice, but cold qi that could freeze even space itself.
A pool of Mystic Ice Spirit Liquid rested in a corner of the space, while the Immortal Stone had sunk once more to the bottom of the frigid pool.
The ice sphere on the Immortal Stone's surface likewise radiated an even more terrifying chill.
More terrifying still was the resentment concealed within that ice sphere.
The resentment soared to the heavens, and Su Shi'er did not dare brush against its edge.
However.
Though the environment of the Small world space had become harsh, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi had also grown incomparably dense with the appearance of the Mystic Ice Spirit Liquid.
If water-attributed or ice-attributed living beings cultivated in such an environment, they would surely achieve twice the result with half the effort.
After inspecting the Small world space, Su Shi'er slowly rose to his feet.
The flying boat sped beneath him, while the scenery of mountains below slowly brushed past his gaze.
Fly whisk in hand, Su Shi'er showed his true appearance. He looked like nothing more than an utterly ordinary young Daoist.
Yet anyone who met his eyes would clearly