This small island stands in the center of the Ice Crystal Lake, spanning only a hundred or so yards, but it is shrouded in cold mist all around, making it nearly impossible to see one's hand in front of them. Even from a distance, one can feel the terrifying chill penetrating the body!
On one side of the island, a stone tablet stands, inscribed with the words:
Little Ying Continent!
"Little Ying Continent? Could it be that people live on this island?" Ye Qingchen raised an eyebrow.
The coldness within the Ice Crystal Lake was intense, constantly assaulting his body.
If not for relying on pills for support, he would likely have already been frozen into an ice sculpture. The island named Little Ying Continent bears an even harsher cold, suggesting that anyone living there must at least be of the Earth Immortal level!
What a pity.
The stone tablet bears only the island's name and no other records.
