As for whether what the Blood God said was true, that would depend on the situation. If the other party deceived him, he would not mind abandoning the corpse in the wilderness, denying it peace even after death.
After leaving the mausoleum, the two continued onward.
The surroundings were filled with small graveyards, none of which stirred their interest.
Finally, more than ten minutes later, the two stopped before a massive ice palace.
Along the way, Xu Zimo had seen several corpses. They were all people who had entered with him.
Standing before the ice-carved palace, they could feel a chill seeping out from within.
Even with their physiques, they could feel the cold. It was clear this place was far from simple.
The Great Gate, frozen in ice, was tightly sealed.
The Divine Emperor struck with a palm, instantly shattering the entire gate into countless fragments of ice sculpture.
Then, from within, a howling wind like the wails of ghosts swept out through the passage.
The wind narrowed his eyes and instantly froze the Divine Emperor into an ice statue.
A cracking sound rang out, and the Divine Emperor broke free from the ice.
He laughed. "I was careless."
"Let's go in and take a look," Xu Zimo said.
The two entered first. As they took in the scene inside, its shock was difficult to describe in words.
They stood within a frozen world.
This was like a kingdom of ice, a Small World belonging solely to frost.
Iron trees bloomed with silver flowers, while Vast Sky Great Trees like those of a primeval forest rose from the ground.
All kinds of brilliant flowers bloomed in a mad rush to outdo one another.
There were flying birds, white rabbits, green grass, and heavy snow.
There was even a waterfall,