At the same time.
An enormous glacier, akin to a mountain, lay across the valley where the Ice Dragon once resided.
Around the peaks, there were Tier Seven auras, with knights in ice armor patrolling.
Additionally, numerous glaciers surrounded the area, with Eighth Tier Abyss Kings crouching within.
Terrifying coldness emanated from the highest peak at the glacier's center.
Atop the peak, a magnificent palace entirely constructed of transparent ice crystals stood.
Within the palace.
On the ice crystal throne, the dark grey on the face of the God of Cold Abyss was even more pronounced, resembling a corpse.
"Now it's time to first restore my power."
Thinking of the one who had slashed her, she gritted her silver teeth in hatred, slamming the ice crystal armrest with a cold voice: "Damn it!"
That person indeed exceeded her expectations.
Since her birth, she had ascended to Tier Ten and had fought countless battles.
