Time passes slowly and gently.
Unknowingly, a hundred and twenty-seven years have passed. Jiang Ding, further attracted by the gravity of this planet, fell onto the frozen ground, a cold wind covering his body with a thin layer of frost.
Layer upon layer of frost.
Years went by, and he was completely covered by frost, sinking into the depths of an eternal glacier.
The cold wind blew over this icy planet, unchanged for a long time as the ice layer grew thicker, thicker, and unknowingly, several decades passed.
This year, a volcano suddenly erupted, a mighty force breaking through the ice layer, bringing forth things from deep underground.
Lava flowed across the ice, carving out trenches as it melted, with large amounts of water vapor forming mist, only to be frozen by the tens of degrees below zero weather into ice crystal particles, which fell into the lava, vaporizing again in a repeating cycle.
