Dead Silence Prairie.
"Brother Li! Thank you for saving us."
"Yes, if it weren't for Brother Li, we might have been long gone."
A group of people surrounded Li Nanfeng, their faces filled with gratitude.
They were disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and for safety, they chose to enter together and arrived at the same time.
However.
Just as they arrived here, before they could react, a cold wind blew over, turning them all into ice blocks.
If it were not for Li Nanfeng's timely action in saving them, they wouldn't know what would've become of them now.
"It's nothing. Just lending a hand." Li Nanfeng's lips curled with a modest smile, he gently said, "That just now was probably the Severe Cold Wind, I happened to carry some things that could counteract it and managed to rescue all of you."
Speaking of which, he looked somewhat regretful, "However, the wind still caused some damage to you, for the next few days, you probably won't be able to use your mana."
