Amidst Thundercloud's agonized screams, Yi Tianyun continued down the road to the Spirit King. Icy winds battered him from all sides, trying to penetrate his body. However, his Physique was astonishing. The biting cold had no effect on him whatsoever. Anyone else would have long since been frozen into an ice sculpture.
'The cold in here really is astonishing. Anyone with a slightly lower cultivation level would be completely unable to endure this terrifying chill.' Yi Tianyun frowned. Aside from a vast, white emptiness, there was nothing else around him.
As he advanced, the air grew increasingly colder, far more so than before. The deeper he went, the more the path widened. The entrance, which could originally only accommodate two people, had now expanded into a space large enough for a hundred.
