"The closer you get to the Netherworld, the more you can feel the aura of the coldest place in this realm."
"The extreme cold seals everything outside the Netherworld."
In the distant snowstorm, Xiao Yi seemed unaware.
But the Ice Venerable's Spiritual Consciousness from behind saw it clearly.
At this moment, Xiao Yi's aura was slowly being frozen, along with the martial aura on him, showing signs of freezing.
Up ahead.
After several seconds, Xiao Yi felt it too.
His eyebrows, hair, and clothes were covered in layers of frost.
The blood in his body began to freeze slightly.
The cold had already invaded his body, even starting to freeze his limbs, bones, and internal organs, affecting even the Small World.
Just a few more seconds.
Within the Small World, the flow of Primordial Power halted; the originally inexhaustible Qi Spring instantly became a frozen, dead spring.
The complete Martial Arts carried within the Small World also began to freeze.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.
