This ice fissure resembled a narrow sky in the abyss, nothing more than a mere crack!
The mountain crevice was narrow, but inside it were countless Xuanbing Ming Snakes, entangled with each other, forming distorted balls of snakes.
It made Lu Chen's scalp tingle!
The only consolation was that these snakes were clearly still young, as some eggshells could still be seen underground.
"I've actually burrowed into the lair of the Xuanbing Ming Snake!"
Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder the crevice wasn't frozen, and the ice spiritual energy seemed slightly thinner; perhaps it was absorbed by these young snakes.
The outside world was harsh with biting cold, and conditions were even more severe. He guessed that these young snakes were not yet able to withstand it.
Then came the problem.
Should he continue to stay here, or look elsewhere?
If he stayed, was he waiting for the Xuanbing Ming Snakes to return?
