Li Tian smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been thinking about how to figure out the origin of the three ice sculptures, but now, he had to do it himself. He had really experienced the addiction of being an ice sculpture.
The Iceman Li Tian stood together with the other three. The four ice sculptures stood in a line. It was a sad joke.
He had come to save her, but now he had lost his life. As the saying goes,"you go for wool and come home shorn." This was him.
The violent wind gradually calmed down, and the ice shards were blown away by the wind. Everything around them was so quiet as if nothing had happened. The four ice sculptures were mixed together as if they had formed by themselves.
Li Tian's consciousness went into a daze for a moment as he was hit by the powerful cold energy. His surroundings started to distort.
His body seemed to be floating, so light, so free, overlooking the entire ice surface.
