Pessimism permeated the mountaintop.
Several mournful individuals felt perplexed, not only about themselves but also about the future of the Human Race, uncertain where the path forward lay.
The Ice-thunder Fragment Land still moved toward the Mysterious Fog where the Sword Boat was anchored, albeit at a relatively slow pace.
It was when this Fragment Land approached the Absolute Sky Forbidden Land.
Pang Jian's eyes flashed with golden light, banishing the influence of all the liquor, and he said, "Before the Fragment Land enters the Mysterious Fog, remind the Ice Tribe people to be cautious of the fog's contamination."
"After gathering strength for a time, this Fragment Land will travel increasingly fast toward Purgatory."
"I will go and have a chat with that Ice Armor Eel Dragon."
"..."
After giving his instructions, Pang Jian disappeared on the spot.
At his previous seat, above a shattered piece of ice rock, there appeared a Golden Bee Insect.
