Bab 1711: The Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm (3)

The exit had never disappeared before.

Zhan Rao punched the ice mountain in disbelief, creating a seemingly endless tunnel in front of them. But enshrouded in the frosty darkness, the exit remained nowhere to be seen.

"The exit is really gone. What's happening with the Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm this time?" Sang Feiyu could feel that something was amiss with the Immortal Footsteps Mystic Realm this time as well.

The relentless cold and vanishing exit didn't bode well for them.

"I can't stand this anymore. It's too cold here." Wu Xiao's face was already purple from the cold. He was ranked the lowest among the ten of them, though he was already at the mid-stage of the Fourth Heaven. Even so, it wasn't enough to stave off the cruel, biting chill.

"If any of you have any Dharma treasures, please use it now. This cold is too extreme and we're going to freeze to death if we don't have a Dharma treasure to protect ourselves!" Sang Feiyu said darkly.