Opening

Another ten days passed.

In front of the ice lake, more than 70 cultivators from various races were gathered. There was no lack of mid to late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The lowest was a Golden Core Daoist like Shen Ping and An Yue. As for Foundation Establishment cultivators, there were none at all. After all, it was very difficult for Foundation Establishment cultivators to survive in such a terrible cultivation place like the edge of the black fog.

Splash.

As the auras of a large number of cultivators vibrated, the ice-cold mist on the surface of the lake swept in all directions, and then waves of vortexes formed in the lake. In the center of the vortex, several creatures that looked like ice sculptures slowly appeared. They were the Ice Race cultivators who occupied this place.