"Perhaps." Xiao Hua knew Li Zongbao meant well, but his circumstances were utterly different from Li Zongbao's. Those words would have been more fitting if applied to Xiang Zhili.
Seeing that Xiao Hua remained unconvinced, Li Zongbao said no more. He continued extending his divine sense, observing the direction ahead.
After the Flowing Cloud Flying Boat had flown for nearly ten days, the surroundings changed once again.
Though Xuntian City lay in the north and was exceptionally frigid, with all manner of splendid snowy vistas pleasing to the eye, it still could not compare to the world of glaciers here!
Outside the flying boat, the skies had cleared. There was none of Xuntian City's familiar gloom. Clusters of white clouds drifted through the azure heavens, the sky a washed blue, utterly spotless. A single sweep of the gaze was enough to make one feel drawn into it, as though one's entire heart and soul would be dyed blue!
Beneath the blue sky lay a completely frozen realm. Every living thing had been fashioned into ice and carved from frost; even ordinary snow was rarely seen! Other than the occasional tuft of grayish-green moss beneath the crystalline ice, there was not the slightest thing related to vegetation.
Though a faint radiance outside the Flowing Cloud Flying Boat served to defend against and withstand the heavenly winds, it was now coated in a gleaming layer of ice as thick as a thumb! Yet the ice was transparent and bright, and did not obstruct the view. After clearing it off once, Xiao Hua paid it no further heed.
Cultivators had never feared cold or heat, yet here, even one's exhaled breath carried tiny shards of ice. Even Xiao Hua could not help but feel a chill seep into his body!
As for Li