"Exactly, Fellow Daoist Fan. You really have grown older and more timid. We have only just entered the Cold Soul Ice Plain, yet you are already seeing soldiers in every blade of grass and tree. Is that really necessary?"
The Palace-dressed Woman's voice also reached their ears, faintly tinged with mockery.
That was no wonder. Although the Cold Soul Ice Plain was a gathering place for Demon Cultivators, it was still divided by region. Those high-level Demon Cultivators all lived deep within the Cold Soul Ice Plain, while the ones dwelling on the outskirts were nothing but stupid things that did not even possess intelligence.
Therefore, although the Cold Soul Ice Plain was dangerous, not every place made cultivators' faces change at the mere mention of it. At the very least, the outer regions were still extremely safe for existences of their level.
Nearby, one could even often see treasure-hunting cultivators.
After all, low-level demon beasts were treasures from head to toe. Their hides, fur, bones, and skeletons were all excellent materials for artifact refinement, and held tremendous temptation for ordinary immortal cultivators. Thus, low-level cultivators often came here to test how their luck would fare.
A place that even Nascent Soul and even Core Condensation Realm cultivators dared to set foot in—was there any need for them to act so trembling and fearful? If word got out, they would have to become the laughingstock of the entire immortal cultivation world.
"What you two fellow Daoists say is mistaken. It is true that low-level demon beasts are the majority around here, but that does not mean those high-level Demon Cultivators are completely unable to come. As the saying goes, caution makes no great mistake. What we are plotting this time is no small matter. In all things, it is never