Half was ice, half was fire. An air of mysterious power distinctly split between the two.
This was the Ice and Fire Realm, a world created by the Ice and Fire Divine Being.
In Yang Teng's eyes, it was not merely a world he saw before him, but a graveyard where a Divine Being was laid to rest, radiating a dangerous aura and an impenetrable gloom.
The Ice and Fire Realm in front of him was in motion.
The world was not spinning, but the forces of ice and fire seemed to revolve like the sun and moon, shifting from left to right.
"To master two contrasting powers to the realm of the Divine Being, the Ice and Fire Divine Being is truly powerful."
The expression on Yang Teng's face gradually grew more solemn.
"Having come on a mission, I must not be careless," he said with a grunt. "The Divine Artifact is absolutely necessary!"
He then proceeded to enter the Ice and Fire Realm with Jiao Feng.
This was a world of ice and snow.
