Her cultivation was not high, but she had insisted on coming on this trip. She had been prepared from hardship, but she did not expect it to be so extreme.
The troop of men in front were each mobilizing spiritual energy to keep themselves warm.
However, occasional warmth could not do much in this world of ice and snow. In fact, they would feel even more chilly after the warmth passed.
That bone-piercing chill stabbed through their clothes deep into their bodies.
After a mad gallop under the arctic ice wolf's lead, they got to the entrance of the icebound snow territory.
They had dashed for nearly four hours on this part of the journey.
The glacier looked so close, yet who knew that it would actually take so much time for them to gallop over.
They assembled at the entrance to the icebound snow territory at high noon.
