Jie Wenzhan blinked, his Divine Sense surrounding him, constantly vigilant of the surroundings.
"Crack!"
A barely audible sound echoed, and Jie Wenzhan abruptly turned, looking toward the origin of the sound. In the instant of turning, his Divine Sense had already flown out ahead of his body.
The sea beneath him was rapidly freezing into ice, at a speed even surpassing that of the Divine Sense.
In Jie Wenzhan's perception, it didn't even last as long as a blink.
Not good! Jie Wenzhan shouted inwardly, wanting to recall his Divine Sense.
The ground beneath shook violently, and a giant iceberg emerged directly from the ice, extremely massive, the cold rapidly spreading, and frost began to form on Jie Wenzhan's eyelashes.
A sense of icy isolation burst forth from within his heart, swiftly occupying Jie Wenzhan completely. He attempted three times to suppress it with his Willpower, but couldn't stop the feeling from invading.
