Mu Chen's eyes flashed with unrestrained excitement. But at that moment, a piece of cracked Profound Ice reflected his image. He turned his head and caught sight of the figure in the ice. Mu Chen reflexively took two quick steps back. When he saw the figure retreat two steps as well, he was too stunned to speak.
The figure in the Profound Ice was about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin and bright, ice-blue hair that reached his back. At the center of his brow was an ice-blue, diamond-shaped mark. But what was truly astonishing was his eyes. What a pair of bewitching pupils they were! They were vertical, purple slits, framed by strange black markings around the sockets. Encircling these pupils, six ice-blue, snowflake-like Ice Crystals spun ceaselessly.
This was practically a carbon copy of the Profound Old Ghost!
Mu Chen was about to cry out, but when he saw the figure in the Profound Ice had no right arm, he fell silent. 'No right arm... That's... me?'
