Home was right in front of him.
Li Tian felt that the air here was much more comfortable, and from afar, he could see the outline of an ice city.
The ghost king hadn't been idle these days. He had arranged for people to start building the city wall, which was all built from ice. Then it snowed and the temperature dropped at night, making it extremely strong.
The most important thing was its thickness. It was a full ten meters thick.
What did that mean? Even if an electric drill was used, it would be impossible to break down the city wall bit by bit.
Of course, there was still a long way to go before it was completed. It would take even longer to surround the entire Jiangyuan farm. It might not even be possible to do it without a few years.
After Li Tian returned, the monk immediately came out to welcome him. Wei Zihan was also with him.