"The True Martial method... lifespan... Law Power..."
Wang Ba frowned in careful thought. Vaguely, he seemed to have caught onto something, yet was still a little short.
As he pondered, his body suddenly jolted.
Immediately afterward, he felt the iron ship beneath him begin to rock violently.
"Hm?"
Slightly puzzled, Wang Ba immediately rose, pushed open the door, and went outside.
As he opened the cabin door, a bitterly cold wind poured in.
A glow naturally rose over Wang Ba's body, shutting out the cold.
Yet he could clearly feel his Law Power draining rapidly.
Looking up, he discovered that the Severed Dao, previously covered in grassland, had vanished at some point. In its place lay another boundless, desolate snowfield.
The wind and snow above seemed eternal, sweeping day after day across this land blanketed in thick ice and snow.
Not a trace of any color other than white could be seen here.
There were no trees; even the mountains had been buried by the wind and snow.
But Wang Ba's eyes were sharp, and he could still make out tiny figures moving slowly across the endless snowfield.
Those were presumably the Rogue Cultivators who had come to North Sea Continent in search of treasures.
"Chief Director."
Yinghe and Li Yingfu were each holding a disc, studying something. Noticing Wang Ba emerge, they hurriedly greeted him.
Wang Ba nodded.
"Where are we now?"
Yinghe answered without the slightest hesitation.
"We've just left the North Sea Death Passage. We've now officially entered North Sea Continent."
"According to this Wind-Aspect Instrument's estimates, if we head roughly ten thousand li northeast, we'll encounter a dry, warm current from Tianmo Continent."
"Is that where we go up?"
Wang Ba asked curiously.
"Yes. Where the warm and cold currents collide, a slanted vortex forms, and