His figure stopped at the bottom of the waterfall.
The waterfall was positioned in the stance of Skyward Que, enveloped by the cold aura.
Above, ice froze, and around the waterfall, cold aura covered everything.
Xu Zimei had just descended, enveloped in cold aura, as if attempting to freeze him.
Xu Zimei didn't deliberately resist; the cold aura was astonishing, but still far from freezing him.
Xu Zimei glanced around.
He followed the direction of the halo he had just seen.
Only to see beneath the waterfall, it was like ice's time.
Ice trees covered the sky, thriving prosperously; if not made of ice, they were no different from ordinary trees.
Various ice flowers, herbs, birds chirping, flowers fragrancing.
This seemed like the idyllic world of ice.
And around this world, there were a total of eight ice sculptures sealed here.
These sculptures were enormous, imposing.
Each sculpture stared at Xu Zimei, as if they were about to come alive.
