Iceberg, at 2480 meters.
Crack!
A hand filled with ice crystals pierced into the ice layer. A few minutes ago, the howling cold wind had stopped, leaving only sporadic snowflakes floating in the air.
Su Xiao exhaled a breath of cold air, and fine ice crystals condensed in the white mist, falling toward the bottom of the iceberg.
At this altitude, Su Xiao leaned sideways to look back; below was an endless snowfield. The hazy sunlight hung at the horizon, making the snow scene incredibly beautiful, perhaps one of the amazing sights on the path to becoming stronger.
Su Xiao looked up towards the top of the iceberg, still stretching limitlessly upwards. Strangely enough, the temperature had slightly risen at this altitude, estimated at below minus 200°.
The temperature remained cold but no longer unbearably so that it threatened to freeze Su Xiao to death at any moment, allowing him to accelerate his pace climbing upwards.
2600 meters, 2700 meters, 2800 meters, 2900 meters.
