Qin Sang led the way, with Shangguan Lifeng following behind. After covering a certain distance or when Qin Sang’s spiritual power had been significantly depleted, they switched roles, allowing Shangguan Lifeng to take the lead and forge a path.0

A streak of blue light flew out of Qin Sang’s Mustard Seed Pouch, revealing its true form—a small ice bead, no larger than a longan fruit.0

Within the delicate ice bead was a vivid scene of a snowstorm, with flakes the size of goose feathers swirling about. The details were so fine and realistic that it seemed as if one could step into the wintry world it depicted.0

All of Qin Sang’s artifacts had been destroyed at the volcanic crater. Before setting out, he had replenished his collection with practical ones, and this Cold Snow Pearl was among them. Although it was merely a high-grade artifact, it was perfectly...0