The moment he stepped into the cave, Xu Yang couldn't help but shiver.
An icy chill that cut to the bone rushed straight at him.
The inside and outside of the cave were like two entirely different worlds.
"Cold Frost Elixir, the coldness…"
While Xu Yang was still wondering, Lu Chuan's voice drifted from up ahead: "This cave is connected to a Cold Vein deep inside the mountain. Refining Cold Frost Elixirs here will yield twice the result with half the effort!"
So that's how it is!
Xu Yang couldn't help but feel relieved.
The cave was very deep, extending downward.
As they ventured deeper, the chilling aura grew ever stronger, seeping into every crevice. Even the Immortal Yuan Shield and Primordial Spirit barrier were barely holding up.
Lu Chuan suddenly swept his sleeve.
Whish!
A silver-white spirit umbrella appeared out of thin air, spinning above Xu Yang's head. Runes were inscribed upon it, silver light swirling—utterly extraordinary.
