"That's strange, why is it like this?"
The others didn't know Lin Yifan's current situation, they only saw that he seemed unaffected, showing no pain, and curiously asked, "Brother Lin, how are you feeling?"
"No special feeling, just a bit cold," Lin Yifan replied casually.
"No way, how could that be?"
Everyone was incredulous, because earlier, someone had experienced it before. Both Lin Yifan and the others were human cultivators, so it's impossible for him to be unscathed unless Lin Yifan was not human, or he carried some magical treasure that could fend off the cold attack.
To prove it to everyone, Lin Yifan withdrew his finger, switching back and forth between a fist and an open palm.
Being able to make a fist and open his palm largely indicated that his fingers weren't frozen, maintaining some activity.
Now, no one doubted Lin Yifan's words.
