Crack crack.
Walking on the floating ice left by Fan Wushu, beneath the ice layer is the blue sea.
The frost white and blue reflections create an extraordinary beauty.
Zuo Guangshu silently analyzed the Dao Technique traces in hopes of finding a breakthrough for the next confrontation.
Fan Wushu's ice-condensing Dao Technique is too restraining, he has to put in more effort.
"Let's go." Jiang Wang said.
Zuo Guangshu was taken aback: "Where to?"
"Of course, follow them and see where they go." Jiang Wang said matter-of-factly.
"..." Zuo Guangshu said: "Zhongli Yan can't really be killed."
Jiang Wang laughed helplessly: "Haven't you considered whether I can even kill him?"
"Then why are you following them?"
"Let me ask you, do you know which direction to go now?"
"I don't."
"But it's clear they do." Jiang Wang said, already turning around.
