Infinite darkness emanated from the third level of the ancient altar, within which seemed to contain boundless chill, making it unimaginable why in such a place filled with heated breath, there could still exist such extreme cold— the creations of Heaven and Earth were truly wondrous.

Du Fei had no expression on his face, gently rubbing the head of the Little Tiger in his arms, his figure slowly darted into the crack above.

As he approached this hole, the ...