Cold!
Incredibly cold!
Just a moment ago, Xiao Ye and the others felt as if they were basking in the warm breeze of spring; the next, they seemed to have entered a world of ice.
The Bitter Cold Domain was forever covered in heavy snow, where cold winds blew fiercely, slicing like knives across the skin, causing a sting upon one's face.
Even Jin Qiaoqiao, Ye Tiannan, and Jiang Sheng from the Qing Mountain Sect, as well as the six Martial Artists from Frostwind Commerce, had to circulate their King Martial Power to withstand the biting cold.
Both Xiao Ye and Yang Qianyu had incredibly strong Physical Bodies, their Blood Qi as vigorous as the sea, with no fear of such coldness.
"Is this the Bitter Cold Domain?"
Xiao Ye stood atop the Flying King Device, looking downwards to see snowflakes whirling down below, with mountains buried under the vast swathes of whiteness. He could vaguely make out some Martial Artists, wearing thin clothes, walking through the snow.
