As Fang Bai's figure disappeared among the Ice Peaks, Huang Miao and the four others found a suitable spot to conceal themselves, settled in to lie low, and patiently awaited Fang Bai's return.
Liu Qingqing pressed her hands together in prayer, silently wishing for Fang Bai's safe and uneventful journey.
Fang Bai moved swiftly like lightning, rapidly gliding through the air, and quickly arrived at the base of the Ice Peaks.
The closer he got to the Ice Peaks, the lower the temperature dropped, reaching a point at the base of the nearest Ice Peak that even Heaven Level Martial Artists could not withstand.
Looking up at the nearly vertical Ice Peak that stretched skyward, it appeared to pierce the heavens, seemingly insurmountable.
The sunlight shining on the thick ice and snow covering the surface of the Ice Peak reflected a blinding white light, making it difficult to keep one's eyes open.
