The deepest part of the Ice Crystal Mountain Range.
A figure appeared silently, and naturally, it was Jiang Fan.
"Is this truly the lair of an Exotic Beast?"
Jiang Fan stood in mid-air, overlooking the land, observing the terrain clearly.
This was a dead silent valley where even the cold wind struggles to penetrate. There was no fluffy snow, only billions of years of condensed Profound Ice, spread over every inch like glass, refracting a spectral and faint light, making the entire valley look like a time-forgotten ice coffin.
At the center of this valley lay the corpse of an Immortal Beast, so massive that it occupied almost half the valley floor. Even though life had long departed from it, the undying aura from its bloodline remained like an invisible barrier, circulating within the cold air, resisting the erosion of millions of years with not even a trace of fading, as if time here had lost its effect only on it.
