The air was filled with a damp, decaying stench mixed with the unique chill of the ice cellar, almost suffocating, as if being in a forgotten land of death.
Suddenly, a sharp and piercing screech shattered the oppressive silence within the ice cellar.
A swarm of ice snakes surged from all directions like lightning.
Their bodies were crystal clear, as if carved from the highest quality ice crystals, shimmering with a ghostly cold sheen in the dim light.
Their eyes flickered with an eerie green glow, resembling ghostly flames dancing in the darkness, chilling to the bone.
At the same time, a masked man hidden in the darkness appeared. His hands moved swiftly, gracefully yet with an eerie rhythm, muttering incantations, directing the ice snakes to launch a fierce attack on everyone present.
Shi Feiyang witnessed this scene, a fierce fighting spirit igniting within him. He shouted loudly, a voice like a giant bell, echoing in the ice cellar for a long time.
