As far as the eye could see, it was all despairing gray and white.
The leaden gray clouds pressed low, as if ready to collapse at any moment.
The vast ice fields stretched out in all directions, meeting the deep blue ocean dotted with giant icebergs.
Between heaven and earth, only the roar of the wind and the occasional dull cracking sound from deep within the ice.
A group of people, like tiny black dots.
Trekking along the border of death between ice and sea.
Leading them was Fang Qingyu.
The battle suit covered in Star Point Tribulation Crystal remained unmoving in the cold wind, his eyes scanning the barren, dead land.
Half a step beside him was Jiang Wei with fiery red hair.
Wei Banmeng and other core members followed closely.
The chief in charge of Deep Blue Heavy Industries' Arctic Front, Shen Zhou, wrapped in thick polar attire, wearing goggles, trudged beside Fang Qingyu.
"Captain Fang!"
