The sea of clouds was dense, and had already completely engulfed the Imperial City. As one colossal cloud peak and Cloud Mountain after another continued to smash down toward the ground, it was as if an ancient glacial world had fallen. The terrifying Frost of the Ice Sky, like some deadly miasma, trapped everyone within the Dripping Water Imperial City.
The Dripping Water Imperial City was not solely inhabited by the Zhu Gate's Hidden Guards; other districts were home to ordinary citizens, who watched in a daze as the Frost of the Ice Sky, spreading like clouds, gradually filled the streets, houses, and markets.
"Are we turning into a Fairy City?" a sweeper asked, holding a long broom and watching the white, dense clouds engulf the streets, houses, and market bit by bit.
A smile lingered on his face, but soon his body became incredibly stiff, and his skin quickly lost its vitality, becoming as pale as white tree bark.
