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Time flew by, with Pang Jian remaining unconscious as he witnessed the great upheaval in the Mystic Frost World and the fall of a God.
Though his body lay motionless, tremendous changes were happening in his dantian, spiritual sea, and sea of consciousness.
His strange transformation was also mysteriously reflected on the six towering ice pillars, with the peculiar patterns occasionally flaring brightly, and even expanding or shrinking.
"It's been so long, and he still hasn't woken up." A gaunt Ice Race elder pulled out an hourglass filled with icy sand, brows knitted in worry. "According to this timepiece, it's already been half a month."
The other elders sighed wearily.
They had to reassure the members of the Ice Race while puzzling over how to retrieve the Heart of Winter.
The burden of the Ice Race's future rested on their shoulders.
Grand Elder Bing Lan's death had left them without a leader, and despite all their discussions, they had yet to reach a conclusion they could all agree on.
"We have no other choice," Second Elder Bing Yuan said helplessly. "All we can do is wait. As...
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