A giant ice-blue pillar stood in the center of the glacial land, reaching the clouds, connecting to the upper hunting grounds.
It was like a cold ice thorn, covered in spikes, exuding a sharp dangerous aura.
Lu Nanzhi sat cross-legged alone beneath the ice pillar, her breath faintly merging with it, allowing her to 'see' the entire battlefield.
She was like a player manipulating the chess pieces, controlling the Ice Demons, yet she was not the real player, merely a small pawn on another's board.
Suddenly, the piece she focused on disappeared, and Lu Nanzhi's heart shook as she saw others scattered, running in different directions.
Lu Nanzhi concentrated, observing each person, carefully searching for the missing one.
Ka! Ka ka!
Cracking sounds came from the ice pillar behind her, giving an oppressive feeling of imminent collapse.
