Feiyue was banished to the desolate and uninhabited Extreme Cold Ice Land, a place that felt like a hopeless corner completely forgotten by the world.
The Extreme Cold Ice Land was tightly enveloped in thick snow and ice year-round. Bitingly cold winds howled wildly like countless razor-sharp blades, emitting hair-raising, piercing shrieks. As far as the eye could see, there was only a pure, vast expanse of silver-white. Rolling ice mountains stood like silent, stern giants, looming faintly in the hazy mist and radiating an endless sense of chillness and solitude. The snow on the ground had accumulated to a tremendous depth, resembling an eternal, impenetrable white quilt.
Feiyue wore garments so thin they were nearly transparent, making her appear exceptionally fragile in this frozen world. Her once-smooth hair was now completely scorched and curled in disarray, as if silently recounting her tragic past. Her pale face was filled with despair, a despair dense like dark clouds that moved anyone who saw it to pity.
Chapter 192