Even though the godly battle had long passed, its lingering effects continued to influence this icy sea, undeterred by the passage of time.
It wasn't just the negative energy left behind by countless fallen believers, but also the remnants of power that the gods had once wielded, which lingered in this ancient battlefield turned mystic realm.
The towering ice mountains and sprawling glaciers served as undeniable evidence.
Ji Chen and his companions navigated through the ice mountains with caution, avoiding the icy grip that had frozen the believers.
Suddenly, he sensed a peculiar fluctuation, akin to stumbling upon a hot spring in the midst of a vast, freezing tundra—conspicuous and inviting, a source of warmth amidst the cold.
The direction was north, approximately seventeen to eighteen kilometers away.
Ji Chen swiftly determined the general location and wasted no time, leading the Ocean Crown expedition in that direction.