The biting winds of the Northern Region carry "memories." As the Youth Camp stepped into the perimeter of the Frozen Earth Ruins, the permafrost beneath their feet shimmered with a pale blue light. With each step, tiny "sound ripples" appeared on the surface—occasionally the conversations of the Ice Spirit Clan from a thousand years ago, sometimes the roar of erupting fissures, and even fragments of children's laughter, as if this land had frozen a thousand years of time within its soil. The Star-Track Token in Loran's hand no longer flashed red, but transformed into a soft silver-white. The molten fire and water patterns on the token's edge gradually merged, forming a "contract pattern" that pointed towards the " Ice Crystal Dome " deep within the ruins.
"This isn't ordinary frozen soil; it's 'Memory Frozen Soil.'" Lei Lin transformed into human form, a layer of fine ice flowers forming on his dark hair, the golden velvet at the tips of his ears trembling slightly in the cold wind. He bent down and touched the sound-patterned ripples on the ground, a familiar tremor emanating from his fingertips. "Sealed inside are 'living memories' from a thousand years ago. They can be touched, but they can also be disturbed—just now, I think I felt the fluctuations of the Ice Spirit Clan elder's spiritual core."
Before the words were finished, a crack suddenly appeared in the frozen ground ahead, from which a pale blue "memory mist" surged forth. Within the mist, two voices could be clearly heard conversing: "We must open the interdimensional rift. The continent's spiritual veins are nearly depleted. Only Cross-Domain Spiritual Energy can save us..." "But what if the rift goes out of control?" "I will leave behind seven contracts to guide future generations to find a way to balance things..." As the voices faded, a blurry figure emerged from the mist: an old man dressed in the robes of the Ice Spirit Clan was embedding a crystal into the edge of the rift—the prototype of the Origin Key in Loran's hand.
"So it wasn't an experimental error a thousand years ago!" A Shi abruptly stopped, the crystal-patterned notebook in his hand falling onto the frozen ground. The moment the pages touched the sound waves, an ancient line of text automatically appeared. " The Ice Spirit Clan opened the rift to save the depleted spiritual veins, not by accident!" A Ya quickly supported him, the Sea Spirit Fiber at her fingertips glowing blue as she gently wrapped the notebook. "The memory mist doesn't lie, but it doesn't tell the whole story either—we need to find the Frozen Earth Shaman to know the ultimate purpose of the contract."
The path to the Ice Crystal Dome was blocked by the "Soundprint Frozen Soil Zone"—this frozen soil triggers corresponding memory fragments based on a person's emotions. A Mu walked in front, and as soon as he stepped into the frozen soil zone, he was enveloped by a searing memory fragment: it was a scene from a thousand years ago when Lord Fire Rock plugged the spiritual vein's leak, lava scorching his spiritual core, yet he clenched his teeth and refused to let go. A Mu's arm suddenly stung, as if sensing Lord Fire Rock's pain, and the Ice-Fire Entwining Pattern the New Sprout Sword dimmed. "These memories empathize... I can't let them trap me!"
Loran quickly placed the Star-Track Token on A Mu's wrist. A silvery light spread along his veins, gradually dissipating the fragments of memory. " The Star-Track Token can neutralize the empathy power of the frozen memory, but it can only last for half an hour—we need to find the shaman as soon as possible." Lei Lin walked beside Loran, the Golden Crystal Power in his palm intertwining with her key light to form a "memory barrier" around them, blocking the constantly attacking voiceprint waves. "The shaman's spirit core fluctuations are right ahead, very weak, as if deliberately concealed."
The Ice Crystal Dome finally came into view—a palace sculpted from a single block of ice crystal. Floating in the center of the dome was a pale purple "Guardian Ice Crystal," within which curled a woman draped in a white fur coat. Her hair blended seamlessly with the ice, her eyes were closed, and her body was entwined with delicate contractual patterns—she was the Frozen Earth Shaman. An ancient inscription was carved on the surface of the ice crystal. "Awakening begins the final chapter, proceed with caution—left by the last descendant of the Ice Spirit Clan."