Mana was rapidly losing, Zhao Xing's mana value dropped by about 0.5 realms.
Not knowing how long the road ahead was, he had no choice but to take out the Sun Star Lamp from his Inner World.
The Sun Star Lamp's grade was a Middle Grade Reincarnation Soldier, and its only purpose was to drive away the cold.
Feng Chen and Emperor Qian Yin both smiled slightly. Only someone like Zhao Xing would use such a treasure so lavishly; they were reluctant to use this type of treasure.
"In terms of wealth, Zhao Xing is probably the richest among the four of us, and we are fortunate to benefit from that," Emperor Qian Yin jested.
"Hahaha, indeed, it's much warmer now," Feng Chen breathed out a cold breath, and laughter echoed amidst the wind and snow.
They flew for another two and a half days, transitioning from Great Cold to Lesser Cold.
The snowflakes in the sky began changing shapes, hanging like strands of silk and floating in the air like musical notes.
