Separated by the ice sculpture, Ye Chen gazed at Wei Ying's face, hoping that the Wei Ying within the ice could open her eyes and take a look at him.
Yet at this moment, Wei Ying did not make the slightest movement; even her eyelashes did not tremble. Her consciousness seemed to have long since lost itself in this boundlessly chilling Extreme Cold Netherworld Prison, trapped in the deepest depths of her heart, never again to be awakened.
"No, nothing will happen to you. I won't allow anything to happen to you!"
Ye Chen's gaze was resolute. The next instant, as he stared at the ice sculpture, the muscles on his body bulged; in a flash his frame actually doubled in size, and violent power surged out from his enlarged physical body.
