As soon as the man finished speaking.
All the mages of the Water City began waving their magic staffs, chanting spells.
In an instant.
The world lost its color, and the water temperature became intensely cold.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, and Zhao Yi saw clearly that once the snowflakes landed somewhere, they immediately condensed into frost, which then began to crack.
Before long, the entire city started to fracture, snowflakes falling larger and larger, forcing Zhao Yi to dodge back and forth.
He still didn't understand why this was happening, given that the spell, as far as he knew, could only be cast by a Magic God, creating an Ice and Snow Land.
A domain exclusive to a Magic God.
In this domain, as long as one touched a snowflake, death was not far away.
The snow's temperature was no longer just cold; it was intensely freezing, capable of freezing the soul.
Although Zhao Yi's body was strong, he dared not touch those snowflakes in this world.
