Ice Sea Realm.
Snow as large as goose feathers drifted down from the sky. The cold wind howled viciously, cutting at faces like knives. As far as the eye could see, piled snow lay everywhere.
Yet although the environment of the ice plain was harsh in the extreme, it was not entirely devoid of life. Now and then, snow foxes, Ice Bears, Cold Mice, and a few other cold-resistant little animals could be seen.
In the sky, there were also Startling Rainbows of every color. They were more than ten cultivators of varying cultivation levels, slowly flying at low altitude.
As they flew, they kept looking left and right, as though searching for something.
Most of these cultivators were at the Core Condensation Realm. Only the three at the head had condensed Nascent Souls.
Two were at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, and one was at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
"Brother Qiu, can we really catch snow foxes here? I heard that the snow fox clan lives deep in the Cold Soul Ice Plain, extremely far from these outer reaches." A cultivator with a sallow, wax-yellow face slowly spoke, impatience showing on his features.
"Exactly. We've been searching here for several days, and the area we've searched is already several times larger than we originally expected, yet we still haven't found the slightest clue. Could we be working for nothing?" The one who spoke this time was a petite female cultivator. She wore white clothes, making her completely inconspicuous against the backdrop of the ice plain.
The person the two were questioning was the black-robed old man at the head. This old man was precisely the one with the highest cultivation among them.
Hearing the complaints of his two companions, a hint of impatience appeared on his face. "What