131 Set off! To the Ancient City!

Three days later.

After three days of arduous travel, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Bodies finally entered the Polar Ice Land.

The Polar Ice Land knew only one season—winter—stretching into infinity with its icy vistas and unending snowfields.

Due to the inability of the flying horses to withstand the chilling air of Polar Ice Land, from this point on, the two had to rely on their own feet to find the ancient city.

A few steps into the Polar Ice Land, and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated atop their heads.

"Hey jerk, come here!" Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body called out to Chen Hao.

"What do you want?" Chen Hao asked, puzzled.

Seeing that Chen Hao didn't move closer, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body took two steps toward him and leaped up, brushing the snow off his head for him, then she pulled up the hood of his hoodie.

"Hehe!" She chuckled, then took Chen Hao's hand, "Jerk, I helped you, why don't you help me?"

"My hands are already taken by you."