Bab 508: Are You Yuanfang?

At the Borean Tundra.

Snowflakes whirled in the sky like a myriad of feathers as they were blown by the piercing cold wind, the cold weather worn the land away until not even a trace of life could be seen. The howl of Ice Wolves could be vaguely heard in the distance, the sharp and low roars of wild beasts made such a place seem even more lonely.

Kacha— Kacha—

As Lin Jie's War Boots stepped on the ground, the ice cracked, sending ice shards in all directions. Such a monotonous and boring sound filled the air. The three of them were covered in a thick layer of snow. After the snow melted, the water would seep into their armor, which made them shiver from the coldness.

"Darn it, why is the adjustment range for heat and coldness so small? I'm freezing…" Baili Changcheng complained at the system's setting as he rubbed his hands together.