The True Dragon that Zhang Bin had transformed into flicked its tail, and with a loud crack, the Mysterious Ice shattered.
Zhang Bin stepped forward rapidly, closing the distance to the door to just two steps.
Yet, no matter how, this step could not be taken.
Because the pressure was like a planet, crazily crushing down upon him.
The terrifying Mysterious Ice rapidly extended upward from the snow, enveloping him in an instant.
It transformed into a massive ice sphere, tens of meters in size.
This ice was not ordinary ice, nor was it the Mysterious Ice once crafted by Madisha; colder and more solid.
Zhang Bin exerted himself frantically, madly channeling True Qi, initiating Divine Skills.
He exhausted all his efforts.
Attempting to break free, but to no avail!
"Goodness, is this trial too formidable? Even I can't enter?"
Zhang Bin was secretly shocked, an expression of disbelief appearing on his face.
He really wanted to summon the Purple Fire Spirit.
