On the vast, flat, endless tundra, Frost Roar Valley is like a large rift in the earth, torn apart by the Ancient Dragon God.
The gorge stretches 3,700 miles with the narrowest part just enough for three people to walk side by side, whilst the widest part is over eighty miles wide, with ice walls soaring tens of thousands of feet tall.
The ice in the gorge is composed entirely of Everlasting Profound Ice, exceedingly perilous.
It is nearing noon, and sunlight pierces through the frost mist enveloping the valley, refracting countless prismatic spots on the ice walls. Sun Ning and his companion, riding the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, looked down to see the entire rift glistening with chilling cold gleam, resembling a dragon's spine, majestic and splendid.
The Everlasting Profound Ice absorbs nearby sounds, thus turning Snow Roar Valley into a cemetery of sound.
