The biting cold had penetrated to the marrow and internal organs.
Xu Zhan could clearly feel these parts of his body slowly losing sensation and vitality.
At this moment, the formidable strength of a Fifth Realm Body Cultivator had instead become an accomplice in his torture.
The terrifying chill surrounding him, if it were an ordinary person, would freeze them to death in an instant, sparing them such prolonged suffering.
Yet, he possessed the strength of a Fifth Realm Body Cultivator, his resilient Divine Spirit able to consciously perceive his life force being slowly extinguished.
Time seemed to pass with a few breaths, yet also felt like it stretched on indefinitely.
Xu Zhan's eyes were also covered with frost, followed by his head.
Once his body was entirely encased in a thick layer of dark purple ice, the massive block of ice carried his corpse further into the depths of the Laishui River.
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Yunshui City.
