While Ning Cheng was still worried about the Ziyin Shenspring in the Eternal Night Domain, Ji Luofei had already arrived at the outer bounds of Bingxian Ridge.
Ji Luofei knew of Bingxian Ridge, though she had never been there. She only knew that the place was sealed in ice all year round, making it impossible to catch a glimpse of anything inside.
Yet now, standing outside Bingxian Ridge, she saw a fissure about ten feet high and three feet wide. Her Divine Sense could not penetrate it, let alone see the end, and the icy chill seemed to freeze her Divine Sense.
"Is this the crack in Bingxian Ridge?" Ji Luofei looked at the crevice that resembled the gaping mouth of death, shivered subconsciously, and couldn't decide whether entering was the right or wrong decision.
Beyond the terrifying ice cold, the place gave off another strong impression, that it surely contained an abundance of valuable items.
