The howling snowstorm.
Across the frozen wasteland, groups of people were moving forward without stopping.
This place was simply too cold, and occasionally there would be unpredictable battles.
So everyone wanted to get out of here as fast as they could.
Su Xue Er was now at the very back.
She stood in front of the corpse silently observing it.
About half of the corpse was already buried under the ice and snow.
As Su Xue Er saw the corpse slowly sinking down, she felt suspicious.
She stepped on the ice surface.
A hard and smooth sensation was felt from her feet.
Strange, if the ice was solid, then how is the corpse sinking in?
Su Xue Er swung her hand to summon the Scepter of Law.
Pointing the scepter at the corpse, Su Xue Er chanted: "Soul Points Deprivation"
The scepter stayed still.
The corpse also didn't react at all.
Su Xue Er silently sighed.
