Several days had passed since Lin Mu and his companions had completed the setup of their vast network of traps, alarms, teleportation and concealment formations.
The frozen silence of the glacial mountains stretched endlessly, the cold winds brushing across peaks that shimmered like ancient blades of ice. It was a place where even time seemed hesitant to move, where the air itself held its breath in anticipation.
Within the largest cavern of the Ice Drakes, the grand hall glowed faintly from the runes carved into its icy walls.
The light reflected off the crystalline surfaces, casting flickering shadows upon the faces of those gathered. Lin Mu, Daoist Chu, Monk Hushu, Cattaleya, Meng Bai, and the Elder Ice Drake were all seated around the enormous projection array floating in the center of the hall.
The projection was immense, nearly three hundred meters wide, depicting the entire glacial range in three dimensions.
