If this cold air was in front of others, it would definitely be fatal. However, it was nothing to him.
As time passed, Li Lingtian landed on the seabed. The endless mud at the bottom of the sea could not stop the Warrior's Divine Consciousness.
He began to scan the bottom of the sea inch by inch with his divine sense.
Huh?
At that moment, Li Lingtian exclaimed in surprise. In his Divine Consciousness, he saw a pitch-black seabed with a radius of a hundred meters.
The other places were filled with soil and boulders, but that place was a whole piece of pitch-black seabed. Moreover, this seabed was not soil or boulders, but cold iron.
With a flash of his body, a ball of light protected his entire body. He quickly dived into the bottom of the sea, his entire body covered in mud.
Soon, he arrived in front of the huge piece of cold iron. This was not just a piece of cold iron, it was clearly a cold iron mountain.
