Tomb Hall.
Cold snap like ice, the void cracked.
The air congealed, emitting creaking noises.
Chen Yuan's body overflowed with a red glow, eradicating the surrounding cold snap's erosion completely.
"Boom!"
Just as Chen Yuan took several steps forward, the Heavenly Nether Cold Grass inside the wooden box suddenly emerged into the void.
The Heavenly Nether Cold Grass emitted a faint light, displaying golden-ink in color.
As it floated out of the wooden box, the cold air grew even stronger.
In the end, black ice crystals actually appeared in the air, the Heavenly Netherworld Cold Qi condensed as if solid, turning into substantial power. Even a cultivator with Great Success of Realm, if present, would be instantly killed.
But Chen Yuan did not stop his steps.
Thirty feet, twenty-seven feet, twenty-four feet, twenty-one feet...
When he reached nine feet, even the red thunder glow started to freeze.