For those three days, even within the confines of the cavern, they could sense the external temperature steadily dropping, becoming ever more frigid.

The Profound Ice Cold Flame was one of the Heavenly Fires, existing since the world's initial creation, possessing its own consciousness—an exceedingly unique life form in the cosmos.

This very Isle of Monroe was riddled with volcanoes; the Divine Realm powerhouse who had originally sealed it here had utilized the island’s volcanic activity to suppress it, attempting to integrate the Profound Ice Cold Flame into their Sea of Consciousness, but for reasons unknown, the effort ultimately failed.

The Profound Ice Cold Flame remained sealed, and the mysterious symbols within the glacier served as a restrictive formation to bind it.

After tens of thousands of years, the sealing power gradually weakened. The Profound Ice Cold Flame relentlessly corroded the restriction until a mere corner finally breached the earth’s depths, revealing itself upon the Isle of Monroe.

The factions of the Four Great Powers, desperate to uncover the glacier's secret, bombarded it continuously. This reckless assault utterly exhausted the already fragile power of the restriction, finally allowing the Profound Ice Cold Flame to break free. This resulted in thousands upon thousands of Profound Ice Beasts ravaging the Isle of Monroe, turning this volcanic land into a scene of utter desolation. As the Profound Ice Cold Flame was a Heavenly Fire, only a Divine Realm expert could hope to seal it effectively.

Upon realizing that a Heavenly Fire was hidden within the glacier, the warriors of the Four Great Powers dared not hesitate. They fled the ice en masse, vacating the Isle of Monroe at maximum speed.

The Profound Ice Beasts were condensed from the frigid energy of the Profound Ice Cold Flame. On the ice-bound Isle of Monroe, these beasts received a ceaseless infusion of that cold energy.

This constant influx of cold qi hardened the Profound Ice Beasts to the durability of iron and gifted them with swift agility. Coupled with their sheer numbers, the warriors of the Four Great Powers knew they were overwhelmingly outnumbered and thus retreated.

Xia Xinyan, aware of the immense danger posed by the Profound Ice Beasts, had immediately carved out a cave to hide within, hoping to avoid being overwhelmed.

Three days had passed.

The cold outside was intensifying. The Isle of Monroe had fallen into profound silence; it seemed the Profound Ice Beasts had vanished from this place.

"The Profound Ice Beasts were condensed from the Profound Ice Cold Flame. Once the Isle of Monroe is completely devastated, the power within those beasts will be reabsorbed by the Flame. Given the time elapsed, there should be no Profound Ice Beasts left on this island now," Xia Xinyan murmured, her delicate brows slightly furrowed after a moment of contemplation. "We can go out and scout, perhaps find a chance to leave the Isle of Monroe."

"Once the warriors of the Four Great Powers escape, they will undoubtedly relay the news immediately. Then, Divine Realm experts, driven by greed for the Profound Ice Cold Flame, will descend upon the Isle of Monroe from all regions. The arrival of Divine Realm experts will only plunge this island into greater chaos. Yes, it is time to depart," Shi Yan nodded in agreement.

With four days of recovery, Shi Yan had returned to his peak condition thanks to the effect of his Undying Martial Soul.

This tribulation seemed to have subtly shifted his state of mind; standing on the precipice of life and death, he felt his very being ascending, sensing an imminent breakthrough to a new realm.

The Tribulation of a Hundred Calamities realm demanded one endure all manner of hardships to grasp the threshold of advancement, thereby stepping into a new plane.

This stage required not only profound vital energy but, more importantly, moments of sudden enlightenment.

If one's cultivation realm was insufficient, even boundless vital energy would prove an obstacle to further progress.

This recent calamity, regardless of the cost, had benefited both him and Xia Xinyan greatly.

Working together, they slowly moved the massive boulders blocking the cave entrance backward, inching their way toward the opening.

Soon, the final stones were shifted, and the two emerged from the cave.

The moment they stepped out, their expressions shifted, replaced by stark horror.

Under the moonlight, it was a world of crystal-like glaze; every object was encased in thick, solid ice, and the ground was covered by meters of frost.

A bone-piercing cold enveloped the entire world, the chill rising like white mist, swirling between heaven and earth.

They stood amidst a frozen expanse, unable to see a single speck of green, not even a patch of bare, grey earth.

The entire Isle of Monroe had undergone a catastrophic transformation. The nearby dormant volcano had become a towering glacier, glittering under the moonlight, appearing ethereal and dreamlike.

In the far distance, figures of warriors remained frozen in mid-stride, having turned into ice sculptures, their lives permanently extinguished.

The vast Isle of Monroe, due to the presence of the Profound Ice Cold Flame, seemed to have become a single, millennia-old block of hardened ice, with ice blocks and rock formations everywhere.

His mental energy spread out, detecting not a single pulse of life. Even the Profound Ice Beasts had vanished, now scattered as lifelike ice sculptures.

"Everyone on the Isle of Monroe may have been frozen to death. This was truly a disaster that wiped out all life," Xia Xinyan sighed. "Those warriors from the Four Great Powers, in their quest for the glacier's secret, shattered the formation sealing the Profound Ice Cold Flame, ultimately allowing it to break free and freeze the island. The people living here have suffered terribly," Shi Yan replied, his expression cold. "I wonder how many of the Four Great Powers’ warriors managed to escape this ordeal. I truly hope they also perished under the Profound Ice Cold Flame."

"Heavenly Tier experts move quickly; they might have managed to save the people they were carrying. The Sacred Land of the Celestial Pool possesses many high-level secret treasures; Saintess Li Yanqing and her group should also have escaped. However, the less important individuals likely perished. Those not carried by Heavenly Tier experts, if they didn't hide in a cave like us, would have found it almost impossible to survive."

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Several thousand meters away, a fissure snaked across the flank of a dormant volcano. Graceful figures slowly began to emerge from the newly opened cavity. Leading them was the Saintess of the Celestial Pool, Li Yanqing.

Behind Li Yanqing, a retinue of beautiful matrons from the Celestial Pool also showed expressions of terror, deeply unsettled by the island's transformation.

Xia Xinyan frowned, unobtrusively drawing her veil over her face, and murmured, "It seems we aren't the only clever ones. They must have known how to evade the Profound Ice Beasts and possess secret treasures for rapidly carving out shelters. I knew that woman wouldn't die so easily."

Li Yanqing stood elegantly in the distance, her expression vacant, clad in snow-white palace robes, her eyes cool. Across the thousand-meter gap, her gaze swept toward Shi Yan and the other, appearing curious that they had survived.

After watching them for a while, Li Yanqing murmured something to the few beautiful women beside her. Then, Shi Yan watched as two women in the Nirvana Realm slowly approached them.

These two women bore arrogant expressions, their alabaster faces coated with a frost mirroring the current coldness of the Isle of Monroe.

Both women appeared to be in their thirties, possessing long, slender legs and commanding height. They shared phoenix eyes and willow-leaf brows, with unbound hair cascading over their shoulders, accentuating their delicate waists as they advanced with measured, graceful steps.

The two held their chins slightly elevated, their expressions aloof. Upon reaching them, one woman stated coolly, "Our Saintess wishes to see you both. Follow us." Having spoken, the two only gave Shi Yan and the other a cursory glance before haughtily turning back, acting as if receiving an audience with Li Yanqing was an immense honor bestowed upon them.

Xia Xinyan’s bright eyes flashed with anger, and she let out a soft 'hmph.'

Shi Yan frowned, his tone neutral, "Quite the airs they put on."

"Hmm?" The two women seemed to catch the sound from behind them. Their phoenix eyes narrowed with sharp displeasure as they both turned to face Shi Yan and the other. The first speaker, face grim, sharply demanded, "What are you whispering about?"

"Nothing," Xia Xinyan replied faintly, tugging at Shi Yan’s sleeve, signaling him not to provoke them. She lowered her head slightly and led Shi Yan in the direction they were headed.

Soon, Shi Yan and the other followed these two women from the Celestial Pool to stand beside Li Yanqing.

Li Yanqing’s hair was swept up in a high bun; her features were not stunning, but her eyes, like autumn water, imparted an air of cool aloofness. Standing there, she frowned as she observed Shi Yan and the other, stating calmly, "When did you two emerge? Did you find anyone else on the island? Did you observe any strange phenomena?"

Shi Yan remained composed, shaking his head. "We only just came out ourselves and are completely unaware of the current situation on the Isle of Monroe."

Li Yanqing regarded Shi Yan deeply, pondered for a moment,