On the Profound Celestial Ice Field.
Gale-force winds howled over a scene of utter devastation. The land was pockmarked with massive craters, shattered icebergs, and pulverized glaciers...
The Dragon Emperor and the other experts stood before the Ice Emperor in silence, a heavy and oppressive atmosphere weighing down on each of them.
The tension was suffocating.
The Dragon Emperor took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Ice Emperor, what do we do now?"
Looking at the silent Ice Emperor before him, the Dragon Emperor felt a trace of bitterness and helplessness.
There was a time...
He, along with the Asura Blood Emperor, had been one of the two figures standing at the very pinnacle of the Eastern Continent.
Supreme and unrivaled!
But now...
He had to bow and scrape before the Ice Emperor, not even daring to speak too loudly. The ways of the world were ever-changing and unpredictable!
