On the Frozen Throne, Qin Tian lightly placed his hands on the ice crystal armrests. The cracks on the throne's surface had completely disappeared, and the jade-like sheen of the ice crystal gleamed with a golden glow at its base, encasing the restless Demon Heart completely.
The golden barrier that was once on the verge of shattering now stood as imposing as a gold wall reaching the clouds, with the increasingly vigorous throbbing of the Demon Heart coming to a complete halt.
Simultaneously, the fragments of the collapsed ice mountain behind seemed to reverse in time, instantly converging into a more precipitous peak than before, surrounded by a faint golden aura.
The demonic qi lingering in the sky was dispersed by an invisible force, scattering the leaden clouds and revealing an unprecedented clarity in the depths of the ruins.
The entire atmosphere of the realm of the Divine Artifact transformed from cold despair to solemn majesty.
"Impossible!"
