“I want to enter that Cold Pond.”
Chu Feng muttered to himself. He felt that the degree of coldness of this cold pond far surpassed that of the small netherworld. Perhaps it would be of great benefit to his divine King Dao Fruit.
After all, his divine King Dao Fruit was born in the small Netherworld and belonged to the true “Netherworld seed”. The power and laws of the Yin attribute were too dense.
In front of him, the cold pond was pitch-black like ink. There were no ripples like ink and was unfathomable. However, the depths of its interior contained boundless laws that were the same as those of the Great Netherworld.
With a plop, Chu Feng decisively threw himself in. Black waves splashed out and in an instant, he felt a bone-piercing chill. His entire person and even his soul light were about to freeze.
