The air was filled with the smell of sulfur, and the ground continuously emitted steam. Standing in it felt like being back in that Molten Lava Hell, but here, the temperature of the lava gave a sensation much hotter than the Molten Lava Hell.
Chen Jie strolled through this half-lava space, feeling the heat in the air while his eyes looked at the world opposite.
In sharp contrast to this Molten Lava Hell was the Cold Ice Hell on the opposite side. The boundary was distinct, intersecting yet not merging, as if a force was forcibly separating them. Chen Jie knew this was the power of the Ruins, the Yin Yang Qian Kun Power.
Chen Jie looked towards the Cold Ice Hell and saw ice mountains buried under white snow, stretching endlessly. The snow-covered mountains had glaciers extending from the summit to the triangle, resembling silver dragons, in stark contrast to the fire dragons formed after volcanic eruptions on Chen Jie's side.
