The night was deep.
Chen Hao had been in the Demon-Sealing Scroll for half a day, and within the scroll, he had already spent half a month.
Two years ago, in the first Demon-Sealing Scroll he entered, there was a desert world. It was there that he first heard about the ancient city, and he brought Lin Huashan out from the scroll.
But this time, the Demon-Sealing Scroll he entered was an icy world.
Fortunately, he had a strong Yang Energy to help him counteract the chill of the icy world.
After walking in the snow for a day, aside from the ever-thickening snow, he saw nothing else.
"If I can't find the physical manifestation of the Ancestor of the Nether King's power, am I going to stay inside indefinitely?" he sighed wearily, his face full of fatigue.
Alone in this world, he felt extremely lonely.
"Chen Hao!" Suddenly, a voice rang in his mind.
It was the shadowy figure!
