Translator: Aran

  The moonlight was reflected on the white clothes like water.

  Ye Qingyu returned to the entrance of the caves.

  There were several hundred people of the sects that had already transformed into ice sculptures. They were either fractured or otherwise completely intact. It added a few extra points of otherworldly and bizarre beauty to this chaotic new recruit training camp. The holy moonlight shined on every ice sculpture, causing it to be translucent like ..