Tears trickled from the corner of his eyes, solidifying into ice crystals in mid-air. Amidst laughter, these tears shattered into twinkling stars, dissipating into the wind and snow.
Baiyi appeared not far away, looking around.
He frowned, here is....
In a pure white world, humanoid sculptures scattered across the snowy ground.
These statues were transparent, Baiyi could see the vitality and lifelessness within them at a glance.
These were souls, but enveloped by extreme cold, directly frozen into ice sculptures.
As for vitality and lifelessness.
This world seemed extremely special, as souls wouldn't naturally dissipate but instead grow stronger.
These frozen ice sculptures didn't die, to Baiyi, they seemed more like a kind of restriction.
And in the area touched by the laughter just now, cracks began appearing on the ice sculptures.
Like monsters in a game, once a player triggers certain mechanisms, they are about to resurrect, offering players the purest slaughter.
