Within a short time, the icicles on Zhao Tong's body also melted away, and his complexion looked much better.

"Brother Beixuan, I succeeded, I succeeded"

When the chill was gone, Zhao Tong looked at Ning Qi very excitedly. He didn't realize that after climbing to the top of the mountain, his soul was tempered, which was three or two points stronger than before climbing the mountain.