After a brief contemplation.
Boom!
The Golden Light Dragon Slayer Saber in his hand struck fiercely, causing the Cold Pool to tremble.
Whether it's blazing flames or eerie cold fire, as long as it's a treasure, it shouldn't be missed.
The mirrored smooth surface of the Cold Pool began to crack.
Through the cracks, more terrifying cold air overflowed.
Touch the stone tablet, the stone tablet cracks.
Touch the black fog, the black fog remains still.
Anything that comes into contact with the cold air in the cracks is instantly frozen.
Only within a three-meter range of the {Book and Painting Realm}, the cold air doesn't invade.
In a few steps, Chu Ming walked to the crack in the Cold Pool, separating his Primordial Consciousness to investigate.
The Primordial Consciousness could only enter five meters before it could go no further, appearing to freeze.
"Five meters..."
