Half an hour later.
With the roar of the flying boat, they arrived above a vast, open Snowfield. A bone-chilling wind pierced through the flying boat's barrier, biting at everyone on board. The surroundings were permeated by a heavy silence.
Qin Xuan’s eyes flickered as he surveyed the scene. *It seems we are far from Ice God City,* he thought to himself.
Chapter 679