Chapter 1648
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The disappearance of the entrance had never happened before.
Zhan Rao punched the ice mountain in disbelief. His heavy punch smashed the ice mountain in front of him, creating a seemingly endless passageway. However, there was still no sign of an entrance in the pitch-black darkness.
"The entrance has really disappeared. What's going on with the Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm?" Sang Feiyu could sense that something was wrong with the Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm.
The irresistible cold and the sudden disappearance of the entrance were like a bad omen.
"I can't take it anymore. It's too cold here." Wu Xiao's face had turned purple from the cold. He was the lowest ranked among the ten of them, but he was still at the mid-stage of the Fourth Heaven. Even so, he couldn't stop the cold from invading his body.
"Use whatever Dharma treasures you have. The cold here is too strange. If we don't have any Dharma treasures to protect ourselves, we'll freeze to death here!" Sang Feiyu said solemnly.
The ten of them were at least at the Fourth Heaven of the Heavenly Venerate realm. If word got out that they were going to freeze to death here, no one would believe it.
With Sang Feiyu's reminder, the group hurriedly took out their Dharma treasures.
But when they did, they were all dumbfounded.
"My Flame Cloak … is useless?" Wu Xiao held a dark red cloak in his hand, his expression ugly.
In the past, the cloak would have been hot from just touching it, but at this moment, it was frozen stiff the moment it was taken out, without the slightest warmth.
It wasn't just the Flame Cloak. The others tried using their Dharma treasures but realized that they had lost all their functions. They had become mere decorations and couldn't use any Dharma powers.
The cold that couldn't be dispelled, the Dharma treasures that had lost their effectiveness. Everything hit them hard.
Zhan Rao and the others who had entered the Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm once were full of confidence now.
They had thought that they would have more experience and protection than Ye Qingtang and the rest the second time they entered. But now … it seemed like it was a joke.
"Are you very cold?" The little white tiger in Ye Qingtang's arms twitched its ears and looked up at Ye Qingtang, whose eyelashes were already frozen.
Ye Qingtang nodded.
"Why don't I feel cold?" Little White Tiger asked.
Not to mention the slightest chill, Little White Tiger did not even feel the slightest difference in temperature between the mystic realm and the outside world.
It was so warm, but why did they feel like they were about to freeze to death?
When she heard the little white tiger's words, she realized that the little white tiger in her arms was unusually warm, as though it was not affected by the cold at all. Instinctively, she hugged the little white tiger tighter to warm its body that was gradually turning cold.
"Hmph, now you know how powerful I am, right? Forget it, I'll lower my status and borrow you to warm myself. "The little white tiger shook its whiskers proudly, looking extremely annoying.
"…"
"Sister Qing, if you're feeling cold, you can try circulating the Spirit Qi in your body," Jiang Shaobai suddenly said.
With Jiang Shaobai's reminder, Ye Qingtang immediately understood.
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