At this very moment.

Yang Fan observed the vast expanse of the polar icefield from a distance, vaguely sensing a change.

His intuition told him that something was about to happen here.

He mused, "In the past few days, the cold wind has carried the Extreme Cold Law. It seems that as the Power of the Cold Abyss continues to permeate, the Arctic Icefield will undergo more changes.

"The reason I'm feeling this now is probably because the Power of the Cold Abyss has reached a certain critical point, about to trigger new changes."

With his current strength, he couldn't yet determine what the "new changes" actually entailed.

But that didn't trouble him.

Yang Fan, with a thought, took out the Shelter Crystal from the Space Pearl.

When uncertain, let the World Power assist.

World Power is a force at the level of laws, sufficient to help him comprehend the changes happening in the Arctic Icefield.

"Buzz!"

The crystal trembled slightly.

Yang Fan once again felt a force immensely vast and magnificent.

This was the power of Canglan Star.

His eyes lit up slightly, and the scene before him changed marvelously in an instant.

Beneath the boundless icefield, strands of elongated white mist were surging continuously.

Each white mist ranged from tens to hundreds of kilometers in length, resembling colossal serpents.

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, "How could such things appear in the Arctic region?"

Through the eyes of the White Crow, he watched a mist snake whistling past from several kilometers away.

In that instant.

Yang Fan suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

The first Star Trace in his mind, the "Mutated Star Mark," flickered slightly.

His eyes lost focus all at once, and he was engulfed in a mystical state.

"Boom!"

Yang Fan suddenly heard an illusory thunderclap.

The next moment.

He witnessed a sight beyond imagination, terrifying in its enormity.

A gigantic, almost supernaturally immense object, in a phantom state, slowly emerged from the void.

Its diameter was measured in hundreds of kilometers, with a length unimaginable, with just an exposed section spanning over 2000 kilometers.

The entire structure was crystal-clear, as if condensed from the purest frost.

In that moment.

Yang Fan felt his thoughts completely frozen.

He lost the ability to think entirely, unable to identify himself or know his location.

After an indeterminate amount of time.

"Crack!"

A light crack sounded.

This was the electric glow of the Thunder Branch.

Yang Fan suddenly regained his capacity for thought.

He was momentarily dazed, immediately overcome with an intense sense of fear.

He realized that, had the Supreme Treasure not emitted a wisp of electric glow, he might have remained in that state until the arrival of death.

In other words.

He inadvertently went through a trial of life and death.

Yang Fan cursed inwardly and quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look directly at the terrifying giant object again.

Nevertheless.

Even catching a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye slowed his thought processes.

Yang Fan exhaled, looking toward what lay beneath the giant object.

An immense and boundless icefield immediately stormed into his vision.

He was instantly startled, "Isn't that the Arctic Icefield?"

A thought involuntarily surfaced in Yang Fan's mind: "Could the giant object above the icefield be a hand?"

From its appearance, this enormous entity indeed resembled an arm.

Except it wasn't a human hand.

It was divided into three segments.

The junctions between these segments resembled biological joints.

The foremost part of this thing was a bizarrely shaped large icy mass.

Thousands of phantom tendrils, seemingly also composed of frost, were wildly swinging.

Yang Fan swallowed hard, entertaining an even more astonishing hypothesis: "Could this be the arm of an Ancient God?"

Ancient Gods were legendary super beings who created the Primordial World, and their size reaching such an astonishing scale wasn't impossible.

The illusion continued to play out.

The colossal arm extended forward, finally touching the Arctic Icefield.

"Rumble!"

Another colossal clap of thunder.

Countless white mists surged from the giant arm, vanishing into the icefield.

The giant arm seemed to have completed its intention, rapidly dissolving into a mirage before disappearing.

Then.

The illusion calmed down.

The Star Trace returned to its original state.

A surging wave arose in Yang Fan's heart.

A series of thoughts flashed quickly through his mind.

"I understand now, the changes in the Arctic snows are undoubtedly related to this arm.

"The owner of this arm is most likely hidden deep within the Cold Abyss.

"The Extreme Cold Law enveloping the Cold Abyss, along with the various strange happenings like the Deceit Sea, are likely the handiwork of the arm's owner.

"When Canglan Star descended upon the Primordial World, it happened to streak across the sky above the Cold Abyss, and the owner of the arm reached out towards Canglan Star.

"This single action brought an unprecedented super cold wave to the entire Canglan Star, even causing large-scale freezing near the equator.

"The Arctic Icefield's contact with this arm turned the entire Arctic into this ghastly state."

Earlier Yang Fan thought the Arctic's changes were just temporary phenomena.

Now, having seen the illusion, he grasped some of the deeper information within.

He was struck by a hint of astonishment in his eyes, "The changes in the Arctic will be permanent, and the Arctic wind will perpetually carry the Extreme Cold Law.

"Unless a being more powerful than the owner of this giant hand personally intervenes to eradicate the influence cast by the former."

But the problem is, can the Canglan People find such a super strong being?

Of course, not!

At this juncture.

Yang Fan confirmed his earlier speculation: "The owner of the arm is undoubtedly an Ancient God, perhaps slumbering deep within the Cold Abyss.

"No, I'm mistaken. This Ancient God likely isn't asleep; they may have already perished.

"As the Iron Pen once said, merely mentioning the name of an Ancient God can attract their awareness, or even summon their scrutiny.

"In front of an Ancient God, I'm not even as significant as an ant, at best a mere speck of dust.

"With my strength, if I were to gaze directly upon the divine body of an Ancient God, I would certainly be instantly corrupted, transforming into a complete monstrosity.

"So this must be a fallen Ancient God, only it's unknown why they ended up like this."

Yang Fan was filled with deep impressions in his heart: "This Ancient God is long dead, perhaps deceased for a very long era.

"Yet they could still reach out towards Canglan Star, and just a glance could put my life in danger."

Previously, his concept of the level of Ancient Gods was not particularly clear.

Now that he had witnessed the illusion firsthand and nearly got himself killed, he came to a profound understanding.

What was more terrifying to ponder was that even a deceased Ancient God could be so awe-inspiring; what would a living Ancient God be like?

No wonder they were worthy of the name "God!"

Feeling that awe for a moment, Yang Fan moved his mind again.

Several lines of phantom text appeared.

[Attributes]

Physical Value: 207

Spirit Value: 295

Life Elemental Power: 3145

Yang Fan glanced at these and immediately broke into a smile.

After the harrowing experience, the gains were unexpectedly significant.

His Spirit Value had skyrocketed by a whole 31 points, and his Life Elemental Power surged by nearly 600 points.

Yang Fan checked his superpowers again.

〖Frost (Mutating)〗: Activated, Low Grade Mental Superpower, current Evolution Level unknown.

It was evident that witnessing the body of an Ancient God had stimulated his Frost Superpower, causing a bizarre mutation.

Yang Fan laughed more joyously, "Great dangers lead to great fortune!"

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