Within the ice blue icicles, traces of red blood could even be seen.
Those traces were left behind by the explorers as near the foot every red tinged icicle a pile of white bones frozen under the ice could be seen. Those strange scenes were like red flowers that bloomed under the layers of ice, the blood red icicles looking like the stamen, a sinister looking flower filament.
The icicles were densely packed together, the gap between each other only able to accommodate one foot. The sharp pointed icicles were like blades and the slightest misstep would pierce through flesh.
Compared to the places that Jun Wu Xie and her companions had passed through, this place was coldly beautiful, but it was a beauty that made them feel highly uneasy.
"Something's not right." Jun Wu Xie said with her eyes narrowed.
