Ninth Level of the Ice Tower.
After three days, Lin Mo cleared the Ninth Level of the Ice Tower on Island No. 2.
"Annihilate!"
Lin Mo glanced at the collapsed and disintegrated corpse of the Ice Dragon on the Ice Plateau, breathing heavily, his chest heaving; even the Ice Dragon of the Ninth Level had been slain by him.
After collecting the Essence Blood from the Ice Dragon, the shadow of the Yin Strategy Envoy appeared in the air, handing another black wooden box to Lin Mo before disappearing without a word.
Opening the wooden box, inside lay a dark black iron plate, exuding a mysterious aura. Of course, to an ordinary person, the black iron plate would seem like nothing more than an inconspicuous piece of iron, with nothing special about it.
But Lin Mo was different; he had already comprehended the second layer of the black iron plate and could sense the profound aura contained within upon seeing it.
"Only one black iron plate?"
