The main peak of the Icebound Mountains was like an ice blade holding up the heavens, piercing straight into the sky.
Qian Daoliu stood atop the peak, his golden divine robes snapping in the howling wind. As his sleeves billowed, sacred golden light mingled with the snowstorm.
The ice beneath his feet was a thousand zhang thick, refracting a bitter light that seemed capable of freezing the soul. Even the soul power in the air seemed to have condensed into frost. Only the Divine Power surrounding him steamed like a furnace, shutting out the bitter cold and forming a warm barrier.
"This Frozen Forest marks the outskirts of the Far North."
Qian Daoliu gazed at the still vaster expanse of white beneath the northern horizon, a glimmer of understanding passing through his golden eyes.
He could faintly sense several immensely powerful presences lurking deep within that frozen land. Two stood out in particular-pure and boundless, bearing the ultimate might of ice and snow, as though they ruled this land of extreme cold.
With a slight movement, Qian Daoliu became a streak of golden light and swept toward the Frozen Forest.
Ice thorns crisscrossed the forest like sharp blades, and trees formed from ten-thousand-year-old profound ice shimmered with a dim blue chill. Soul beasts such as Ice Jade Scorpions occasionally appeared, but upon sensing that overwhelming divine pressure, they all burrowed beneath the ice, not daring to make even the faintest sound as they breathed.
His destination was clear: the source of those two powerful presences-the dwelling places of the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress, where the best choice for the Chaos Bell's second soul ring awaited.
The sunshine in Spirit City was warm and gentle, a world apart from the bitter cold of the Far North.
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