It was early morning in Frozen God Domain. The pale-faced Qin Xiyue coughed while struggling to support herself. She examined her surroundings to make sure she didn’t walk in circles. 

In this type of extremely cold frozen world, even with Green Luan Academy’s medicines and heat generating substance, it was just like she suspected: her condition was getting worse. The cold that had accumulated within her was getting more and more serious. She always felt as if she was surrounded by wet moss these days, often waking up from coughing too heavily.

Every breath made strange noises, as if countless ice crystals were grinding at her lungs and trying to rip through.

She was extremely beautiful, but she was no delicate flower vase. Her will was tougher than most cultivators in this world. In these Frozen God Domain depths the academy had always believed were a place none beneath the sacred level could venture through, this girl who was still far from a Sacred Expert relied only on her strong will to keep her head sufficiently...