In the depths of the frosty mist.

A wrecked ancient starship floated silently by a realm that looked like an icy crystal.

Blood was smeared across the starship, which had broken into pieces, with dead human bodies floating among the remains.

Their destroyed domains had turned into faint clouds that seemed to be merging with the starry river and returning to the void.

A few Qi warriors dressed in white robes with the characteristics of the Extreme Coldness Palace could be seen flying about in the wreckage.

Apparently, they were looting rings of holding and spiritual tools from the dead and searching for valuables in the wreckage, which they would later turn in to their sect.

The Qi warriors from the Extreme Coldness Palace talked loudly to one another as they stripped the dead of their rings of holding. Some of them even found it so troublesome that they chopped off the ring-wearing fingers to retrieve the rings.

“Here came a vice sectmaster of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace, but so what? Grand Monarch Ice Bones still managed to trap...