This ancient relic, sealed with items from the ancient past, seems to have been created by Wang Yifeng and Mian Xiaoxue themselves after they discovered the relic.
Therefore, when Mian Xiaoxue threw a punch, she directly shattered the stone that sealed off the ancient relic.
A burst of even colder air instantly surged out from the entrance, and in just a flash, the water on the surface of the lake gave signs of wanting to freeze over.
This time, Wang Ye did not have to withstand the cold himself; a force from Mian Xiaoxue's body rushed towards him, helping him to resist the invasion of the cold aura.
Mian Xiaoxue, leading Wang Ye, arrived at the center of the ancient relic—a place that resembled a small palace. It wasn't very large, but every corner gave off a sense of exquisite beauty.
It was as if the beings who once lived here didn't care about size, but only the quality of the palace itself.
The level of detail.
"You've come again."
