The continuous "bang bang bang" sounds quickly rang out at the foot of the ice peak, but most of the noise was absorbed by the surrounding thick fog, not spreading very far.
In just a moment, a passage over a hundred zhang long was chiseled out under the ice peak.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng stood behind a thin transparent ice layer, eyes tightly closed, "watching" the eerie blood pool two zhang away, with his internal agitation growing stronger and an inexplicable, intense thirst rising instinctively.
He forcibly suppressed the instinctive impulse, slowly sat down cross-legged, and his entire body shone with a faint divine light. A vast array of willpower's brilliance passed through the ice layer in front of him, quietly touching the red light in the void.
Initially, the brilliance of willpower and the red light had no reaction, but as he continuously adjusted the "oscillation frequency" of his original spirit's sense.
