As the information from the Ice Monument was gradually digested, the history of the Ice God Treasure Vault quietly emerged in Qin Tian's mind.
Thousands of years ago, when the fortunes of their race were in decline, the Ice God Race sealed all the treasures that sustained their lineage into seven vaults, leaving behind the fire of resurgence for future generations.
The key to opening these vaults lay in the seven "keys" scattered across the ruins, and the Ice Monument resting in his palm was one of them, named the "Frost Glory Monument."
Qin Tian's fingertip gently touched the monument, feeling its bone-chilling coldness. A layer of frost which had remained unchanged for a millennium covered the surface. His fingertips could clearly feel the ancient, indented patterns on the monument's surface, markings unique to the Ice God Race. Yet, after millennia of erosion, the patterns had long lost their former luster, and even the edges of the monument bore faint signs of wear.
