Ling Feng and the Witch walked into the Ice Elemental Tower one after the other. As soon as they entered, Ling Feng felt a bone-chilling cold rushing towards him, almost as if it wanted to freeze his soul.
The Witch instinctively glanced at Ling Feng and noticed that although he was stamping his feet from the cold, he seemed generally unharmed.
"Truly impressive!" the Witch thought to herself.
This cold was mainly targeted at the soul. Only those with strong souls could withstand its erosion. No matter how strong one's physical body was, it couldn't endure this cold's corrosion.
Initially, the Witch was prepared to lend a hand if Ling Feng couldn't withstand it, but it seemed she had been overthinking. Still, she was a little surprised—how did Ling Feng's soul strength suddenly become so strong?
