High above, Chu Xin and his companions appeared out of thin air.
Xiao Ling'er looked down at the boundless Ice Lake beneath their feet and said with a smile, "Water Dragon Lake, we've arrived."
"Sister Ling'er, that's not right, shouldn't it be called Ice Dragon Lake?"
Chu Xin looked at the snowy white frost and tilted her little head, speaking with confusion.
"Right, it should be called Ice Dragon Lake." Chu Chen also nodded his little head repeatedly, echoing in agreement.
"It must be the work of the people from the Ice and Snow Temple; they should have made it to the very heart of Water Dragon Lake by now."
Zhu Laojiu looked up at the distance, his tone grave as he spoke, "We need to hurry over there. By the looks of it, there are quite a few people from the Ice and Snow Temple. If we're slow, the Water Dragon Crown might be snatched away by them."
