Sensing that the seawater was rapidly turning cold, Song Ji grabbed Taixu's shoulder and carried him out of the sea. Just as the master and disciple rushed out of the sea, they saw the rolling waves being frozen in an instant, and their clothes were frozen.
The two of them hurriedly circulated their spiritual energy to dry the frost on their bodies.
Taixu's gaze became solemn as he looked at the Doomsday Battlefield that was instantly frozen. "Mentor, the Dragon Prince's independent space is still so cold and there's no vitality at all. I think we might have guessed wrongly. Perhaps Sheng Xiao didn't choose this world at all."
Song Ji frowned slightly and said in confusion, "That shouldn't be…"
Although he didn't know Sheng Xiao as well as Yu Huang did, he trusted Sheng Xiao's character.
Sheng Xiao would definitely choose the shortcut.
