Night falls, dense fog, ice plains—this is the ultimate land.
A chilling atmosphere assaults the senses, the mist vast and boundless, completely different from what everyone imagined. It is not an enclosed place; rather, it stretches beyond sight.
Perhaps what lies ahead is not just an ice plain, but a frozen sea, the ice layer quite even and extending endlessly in the fog.
In the distance, clusters of True Sun Fire flicker, preventing the place from descending into abyssal darkness.
Many people from major organizations have arrived. Upon reaching here, they spread out slightly, appearing sparse like a few raindrops merging into the sea, scarcely noticeable.
"Could it be a Grotto Heaven?" Silver Rat Grandmaster stood upright, stroking his moustache, his eyes like golden beads gleaming brightly.
"Marvelous place!" An old monster grinned, for in this era, even a Grotto Heaven is fragmentary and hangs high above in the nine heavens.
