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Batu took out flint and hay from his backpack and skillfully started a fire to dispel the cold in the cave. The flickering flames reflected on the faces of the three people, bringing a touch of warmth. Mark and Albert sat around the fire to warm their frozen hands and feet.

Albert rubbed his hands and looked at Batu, "Mr. Batu, do you often come to this far north?" Batu added a piece of dry wood to the fire, and the flames soared and made crackling sounds. "I have lived here since I was a child, and I am very familiar with every plant and tree here." He raised his head and looked at the flickering flames, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, "My ancestors were hunters who made a living by hunting. They taught me how to survive in the far north and how to live in harmony with this land."

Mark nodded and admired Batu's survival skills. "Mr. Batu, how much do you know about the Ice and Snow Temple?" Batu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The Ice and Snow Temple is an ancient and mysterious place. Legend has it that it is the residence of the Ice and Snow Goddess. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the climate is extremely harsh. Few people can reach it." He paused, and his tone became solemn, "It is said that there are many dangers hidden in the Ice and Snow Temple. Even experienced hunters often get lost there and never return." Albert shuddered when he heard this. He tightened his clothes and felt that the temperature around him seemed to have dropped a few degrees. Mark frowned. He realized that he had made a mistake and might not be able to take ordinary people with him on this trip. The three of them rested in the cave for a night. The next morning, Batu woke them up at dawn. "It's time for us to set off." He simply packed his luggage and walked out of the cave first. Mark and Albert followed closely and continued their journey to the Ice and Snow Temple. Batu used his rich experience to lead the two to avoid the dangerous avalanche area and found a safer shortcut. Along the way, they crossed the snow-capped mountains, crossed the glaciers, and crossed the dense forests, experiencing all kinds of difficulties and obstacles. After walking for about half a day, the sky suddenly became gloomy, the wind was howling, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky.

"The blizzard is coming!" Batu shouted loudly, his voice almost drowned by the sound of wind and snow. Visibility was extremely low, and the sky and the earth were all white. The three could only follow Batu's footsteps and move forward with difficulty.

Batu looked at the white in the distance and stomped his feet. "We must find a shelter as soon as possible, otherwise it will be dangerous." His tone was solemn and revealed a trace of worry.

Under Batu's leadership, they found a leeward rock wall to temporarily avoid the wind and snow. The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and the sky and the earth were in chaos, with howling winds and snowflakes flying, as if to swallow everything. This weather lasted for a whole day and night. The next morning, the wind and snow finally stopped, the sky cleared, the sun shone, and the earth was covered in silver, which was extremely beautiful. The three continued to move forward, and after a few days, they finally arrived at the Ice and Snow Temple. The temple stands on the top of the snow-capped mountain. It is made of ice and snow. Under the sunlight, it flashes dazzling light and exudes a sacred and mysterious atmosphere.

Mark stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the towering Ice and Snow Temple, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "So... So spectacular..." His tone was full of awe.

Mark turned to Batu and said, "Batu, thank you for your help. We can go the rest of the way by ourselves. Let's say goodbye here."

Mark took out some gold coins from the space ring and gave them to Batu as a reward. Batu took the heavy purse, weighed it, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He arched his hands to Mark and Albert, "Be careful on the way, see you later." After that, he turned and left, and his figure quickly disappeared in the vast snowfield.

After watching Batu leave, Mark turned to look at Albert and said, "Let's go."

Albert nodded, and the two walked towards the Ice and Snow Temple. As they approached the temple, the temperature around them dropped sharply, and the cold air was overwhelming. The exhaled gas instantly condensed into white mist and drifted in the air.

Mark couldn't help but shiver, rubbed his hands, and circulated the energy to the surface of his body to form a thin layer of energy shield to resist the severe cold. Albert also circulated energy to resist the biting cold wind. He could feel the tree man energy in his body ready to move, as if resisting this extremely cold environment, and he quickly recited the formula to suppress it.

The temple stands on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and a stone staircase covered with ice and snow winds up to the entrance of the temple. The stone steps are steep and slippery, and every step is extremely difficult.

"Be careful." Mark reminded, he stepped carefully on the stone steps, and tried to land with every step. Albert followed closely behind, taking a deep breath and trying to control his balance. After a few steps, he stumbled and almost slipped.

"This stone step is too slippery!" He exclaimed, and quickly reached out to hold the ice wall next to him to stabilize his body.

Mark looked back at Albert and slowed down his pace, "Be careful, don't rush." ​​

The two continued to climb up. When they were halfway up, a thin layer of ice suddenly appeared on the stone steps. Under the sunlight, it was almost imperceptible.

Albert accidentally stepped on the thin ice, his feet slipped, and his body fell backwards involuntarily. "Ah!" He exclaimed, and was about to fall off the cliff. At the critical moment, Mark quickly reached out his hand, grabbed Albert's arm, and pulled him back. "Hold on!" Mark shouted in a low voice, and pulled Albert to his side. Albert's face was pale, and his chest was heaving violently. "Thank... Thank you..." He said intermittently.

Mark patted Albert on the shoulder, "It's good that you're okay, be careful." Although his tone was calm, he was secretly frightened in his heart. The two continued to climb up, taking every step with extra caution.

The stone steps were covered with ice, and they had to hold on to the ice walls on both sides to keep their balance. The biting cold wind whistled past, making their clothes rustle, and the snowflakes hit their faces, hurting like needles. After a hard climb, they finally reached the entrance of the temple.

There were two huge ice sculptures guarding the entrance of the temple, holding ice swords, staring coldly at the front, exuding a terrifying momentum. The armor of the ice sculpture guards was carved with exquisite patterns, lifelike, as if they would come alive at any time.

Mark and Albert stood at the entrance of the temple, looking up at the tall ice sculptures, their hearts full of awe. The cold air emitted by the ice sculpture guards was even more fierce, making them feel a little difficult to breathe.