The Ice Hall stood towering in the snowstorm, crystal clear throughout, gleaming with an ice-blue halo, like a masterpiece crafted by the world's top artist, embodying the essence of a perfect, noble, and cold goddess.
Above the Ice Hall, countless white lines intertwined to form the "roulette" array, which slowly revolved in the sky, casting down strands of golden light that enveloped the entire hall vertically, adding a touch of mystery to its aura.
"Get out of the way!"
A rough shout exploded in the snowy expanse, where only the wailing winds were heard. Two vultures flying in the air immediately turned into showers of blood and flesh. At the same time, a figure flew toward the Ice Hall at extreme speed.
The golden flowing light draping the exterior of the Ice Hall posed almost no hindrance to this figure, allowing it to pass through directly.
This figure was none other than Lin Mo, rushing eagerly.
