Another end.
Pang Jian crossed the faint white fog and immediately saw one icy mountain after another, scattered across the Fragment Land.
This place boasted glaciers as sharp as swords and snow-covered dwarf peaks alike.
Without much thought, he randomly chose a mountain top and dived right into it.
Bone-chilling cold immediately spread from all directions, making him shiver.
He sat down on the snow, mustering the Extreme Cold Power within his Spiritual Sea, letting his own cold alien power permeate his body.
Gradually, he felt as if he had merged with the entire extreme cold world.
At this moment, he didn't feel cold anymore.
"Desolated Terrains, Fu Wangchen."
Wiping the blood off his face, he took out a Pill that bolstered his qi and blood and swallowed it whole.
Feeling the medicine's efficacy spread, he lay back on the snow, gazing up at the mist-shrouded sky.
