Fifty days had passed since the trial began. The group had already split up, entering the vast Snowfield to search separately.
However, no one had yet been able to find any trace of the Ninth Palace.
On this day, Qin Feng appeared at the mouth of a glacier. It was an immense glacier, like an Ice Dragon stretching between heaven and earth, sprawling in all directions with clouds swirling around its peak.
Qin Feng hadn't come to this glacier by chance; from a great distance, he had felt an unusual pull.
Dozens of miles away, Qin Feng had sensed an unusual fluctuation of Spiritual Qi from within the massive glacier.
'Is this the fluctuation of a Water Attribute Spiritual Object?' Standing outside the glacier, Qin Feng's expression was strange. Within his Spirit Platform, a Demon Map was stirring restlessly.
