The ice platform contained a terrifying chill. Even an expert who could control the divine power of the cold attribute could not withstand it. This made the dark ice Race and Lu Ming stop in their tracks.
"Why aren't you guys going up? Take away the icy jade heart?"
The dark ice race's Paragon who was fighting with Bing Qing roared. From their angle, they could not see the ice platform and what was happening on it.
"There's a terrifying ice platform here, an Kong. The two of them have already been frozen. They're probably dead."
A young man from the dark ice Race answered.
"What?"
The young man from the dark ice Race who was fighting with Bing Qing was called undercurrent. His expression changed. After exchanging a few blows with Bing Qing, he abandoned her and rushed towards the top of the mountain.