Shi Feng and his two companions instantly slipped into the white curtain of light. In that moment, Shi Feng felt enveloped by a mysterious spatial power, his surroundings bathed in dazzling white brilliance, as if he had entered a world filled with white light.
In the next instant, the dazzling white light vanished, and they found themselves in an ice snow palace seemingly forged from frozen ice, with intense cold suffusing the air, as if everything here was being frozen by a frigid power.
"Here?" Zhuge Qingfeng stood upon the icy ground at this moment, his face showing astonishment and disbelief.
"Hmm?" At this moment, the old man's aged face also changed.
Shi Feng's brow furrowed tightly as he realized that the ice in this space had just formed less than three days ago.
This meant that the Heavenly Desolation Divine Hall had been invaded by a strong opponent who cultivated Ice Power.
"Something's definitely wrong!" Shi Feng thought to himself.
