C517 I Am the Bait
The sun and moon were suspended in the heavens.
Lin Zhuyun radiated an intense chill, a cold moon delicately poised above her head.
Hundreds of massive ice spires, gleaming with a sharp, frosty light, shone translucent and solid in the sunlight, like colossal ice dragons, thousands of feet in length, surging towards the Ethereal Tower.
Ice light scattered across the sky
