Lu Ao did not quite understand.
Song Zhou rubbed his head and said, "The cold had been amplified, spiritual energy had been amplified, and the strange traits of all kinds of bizarre marine creatures had been amplified as well."
Lu Ao nodded as if he understood.
The farther their boat traveled, the colder the surroundings became.
At some point, their boat gradually sailed into a bank of fog. Everything around them was a vast expanse of white, with visibility of less than five meters. The huge ice ball hanging in the sky had long since vanished.
Lu Ao could control fog, but faced with this icy mist, he was helpless. He tried communicating with it and discovered that the mist was cold and heavy. He could move only a tiny portion of it, and that tiny portion was nowhere near enough to contend with the entire environment.
He wrestled with the icy fog for a long time, until sweat covered his forehead from exhaustion.
In that environment, they slowly reached the shore.
Lu Ao felt the boat shudder and realized they had docked.
He walked onto the deck and looked around. An island had appeared ahead at some unknown time.
As far as the eye could see, most of the island was bare rock and ice, with a lighthouse standing at its center.
The lighthouse was European in style and looked very tall. It stood there silently. Lu Ao knew it was a lifeless building, yet it felt as though a giant were standing there.
Lu Ao could not help staring at the lighthouse for a long while.
You Li came out and said, "All right, we've finally arrived. Let's get ready to disembark."
"Just get off like this?"
"Yes, just get off like this. Someone should come to receive