The chill pierced to the soul!
At the moment Pang Jian closed his eyes above the broken and clearly irreparable altar, he felt anew the strange sensation of being in another world.
With his eyes closed, it was as if he was in a strange land of darkness and cold, a void filled with deathly silence.
The terrifying dark coldness, the sense of lifeless stillness, did not come from his body.
It was the soul.
His soul began to feel the chill, and his Sea of Consciousness, containing one hundred and twenty-eight strands of Divine Sense, seemed to freeze over bit by bit as soon as he closed his eyes.
Moments later, he found it difficult to even open his eyes, as his Divine Sense and Sea of Consciousness seemed truly about to be frozen!
The Mysterious Turtle and Corrosion Boundary Vine, sensing his perilous situation, called out to him repeatedly, sharply focusing his numb and rigid will!
He forced his eyes open with all his might!
"Boom!"