North of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield lay an ice plain that had remained frozen for all eternity.
The frozen earth stretched boundlessly, descending layer by layer like a staircase and extending continuously into the depths below.
Though it was an underground space, the surroundings were not dark.
Unknown vines covered the rock walls. They resembled dim, eternal lamps, illuminating the pitch-black sky.
Caves were scattered throughout the cliffs and precipices. Faint light seeped from their entrances, as though living creatures dwelled within, radiating an indistinct aura of danger.
"Phew... This damned place is even colder than the surface."
Everyone exhaled clouds of white vapor as they slid down the icy slope. No one dared rashly take to the air, lest they alarm the lurking Calamity Beasts.
Even a madman like Shen Qiu did not act recklessly. He merely followed the crowd in silence, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.
"There are so many immortal herbs and spirit mines, yet these people don't even look at them. Just how wealthy is the Immortal Realm? Damn it..."
He recalled how, in the past, he had ventured through Secret Realms and fought to the death over a single spirit herb or immortal stone. Now, these treasures were scattered everywhere like weeds, yet the others treated them with complete indifference.
For a moment, the Gravekeeper's words quietly took root in his heart.
—The so-called Heavenly Prides of the lower realm truly did pale into insignificance upon reaching the grand stage of the Immortal Realm. Some of them were simply unable to hold their own.
He even saw five or six young Heavenly Immortals surrounding an exquisite woman like the stars surrounding the moon.
The woman's aura was as deep as an abyss and as dreadful as a prison. A mere wisp leaking from her