The cultivation chamber was large and circular, with a massive formation array engraved across the floor. Pale blue lines of energy pulsed faintly through the patterns, releasing steady waves of Ice Qi into the air.
The walls themselves were made from a strange crystalline stone that seemed to absorb and amplify cold energy.
"This," the Peak Head said calmly, "is the finest ice cultivation chamber in the entire sect."
Han Yu could believe it.
The density of Ice Qi here was astonishing.
"This chamber contains a control array," the old man continued. "It regulates the intensity of the ice energy released."
He walked toward the center of the formation.
"With enough time spent here, cultivators can even begin to comprehend traces of the Ice Dao."
Han Yu's eyes flickered slightly.
The Dao.
