105 Endless Frost Dusk

"Over here," Yu Yanlin's voice trailed over from the other side of the statue, summoning Zhang Wang's attention.

The Immortal of a Thousand Blossoms circled to the back of the statue, joining the demon king.

Yu Yanlin was there, pointing to a small hole in the structure's backside, a tiny entrance that seemed to beckon them. The Immortal of a Thousand Blossom's approached with caution. Below the glossy shiny tinge of the ice-formed robes was a crevice. It was hard to spot at first, the reflective surface obscuring the opening. 

"Hello?" Zhang Wang said into the ice-made opening. He received a growl in response coming from within. Zhang Wang and the demon king shared a look before heading into the unknown.

The tunnel was narrow and reminded Zhang Wang of those mirror-mazes in cheap amusement parks back in his previous life. Luckily, ice wasn't nearly as reflective and he wasn't faced with a million reflections of himself staring back at him.