As Feng Wuchen cultivated, time slowly passed.
At the entrance of the second layer of the Samsara Tower, Emperor Ice watched Feng Wuchen intently.
When the time came, the figure of Emperor Ice transformed into countless points of light and gradually dispersed, without showing any emotion on his aged face.
Emperor Ice did not leave any final words.
Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, stopped cultivating, and looked toward the second layer of the Samsara Tower.
Emperor Ice's figure had already disappeared, and Feng Wuchen felt as if he had lost something, a sense of emptiness.
This was not because Feng Wuchen relied on Emperor Ice's power.
Feng Wuchen did not know Emperor Ice, but because of the Samsara Tower, Emperor Ice imparted all his inheritance to him.
Knowing well that Emperor Ice was about to disappear, Feng Wuchen was powerless to do anything.
Perhaps it was the inability to repay, or maybe it was self-blame for his helplessness.
