Snow Leopard

The spiritual energy of the Ice Ruin was exceedingly rich and abundant. Even by reaching out a hand, one could feel it; the spiritual energy had practically reached a "viscous" state. Swept along within the frigid wind, it made every exposed patch of skin—cheeks, neck, wrists—feel as though it were being cut by knives whenever the wind blew across it.

Pain was one thing. As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Liu Xiaolou could fully endure such pain. The real issue was that when casting Daoist arts, the true essence and magic power in his sea of qi easily resonated with the viscous spiritual energy outside, making one feel as though one were walking through a swamp. The effects of one's techniques were greatly slowed and delayed.

By Liu Xiaolou's estimate, such sluggishness and delay reduced the effectiveness of Daoist arts by half. Formations were roughly the same.

That night, he set up the Eight Lights Formation of the Azure Bamboo inside the cave. The formation's greatest reliance—the agility of the Bamboo Demon—had fallen by half, while the capture range of the "cage" it wove had also decreased by thirty percent. Thus, it needed another formation to work alongside it.

Within Liu Xiaolou's Universe Bag was a Lin Yuan Xuan Shi Formation disk that had not yet been fully refined, though it was already eighty percent complete. To better assist Ninth Mistress, Liu Xiaolou had no choice but to begin work overnight, striving to finish it as soon as possible.

Though Ninth Mistress worried that he was exhausting himself and urged him to rest early, he still insisted on refining it. His attitude was so resolute that Ninth Mistress felt too embarrassed to go rest herself, so she came over and asked what she could do to help.

"We need a flame