Xiao Yi walked towards the Ice Netherworld Ghost Fire.
The closer he got, the more he could feel the bone-chilling cold aura.
As he moved forward, his steps increasingly felt like a thousand pounds, making it difficult to walk.
By the time Xiao Yi finally reached the Ice Netherworld Ghost Fire, his brow was already covered with Cold Frost.
His whole body's Protective Elemental Power, coupled with his fiery aura, could not resist the cold at all.
Xiao Yi even felt that if he stayed a bit longer in front of the Ice Netherworld Ghost Fire, even a pinnacle of Saint King Realm might freeze into an ice ball in an instant.
"The Ice Netherworld Ghost Fire is indeed unbelievably strange," Xiao Yi frowned.
He slowly extended his hand towards the Ice Netherworld Ghost Fire.
Swish... A ray of light shot out from it.
Xiao Yi was startled but immediately reacted.
The ray of light posed no threat at all.
Xiao Yi sensed it for a moment and nodded.
