"Oh? What is so extraordinary about Ice Soul Peak? Is the area behind it very dangerous?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and asked unhurriedly.
When the old monsters heard this, bitter smiles appeared on all their faces. Madam Black Python even swallowed.
In truth, never mind her—even a desperate outlaw like Patriarch Kunnan, who feared neither heaven nor earth, had a faint trace of fear showing in his eyes.
"That is right. The Ice Desert Wasteland merely has somewhat harsh conditions; high-level immortal cultivators do not actually take it too seriously. However, north of Ice Soul Peak..." Madam Black Python's voice, as she spoke to this point, inexplicably lowered.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan could not help muttering inwardly, secretly astonished. What sort of savage, deathly forbidden land could make even Nascent Soul Realm old monsters look so deeply wary?
"Forget it. This old man has some information here about the area north of Ice Soul Peak. Lin boy, take it and read it yourself."
Bailu Boy suddenly stretched out a hand and patted his Storage Bag, then tossed a Jade Slip over to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan did not dare be negligent. With a sweep of his sleeve, a sheet of milky-white light flew out, wrapped around the Jade Slip, and brought it over. Then he slowly sank his divine sense into it.
This reading took the time it took to brew a cup of tea, yet the three old monsters showed no impatience at all, simply waiting quietly at the side.
Only after a long while did Lin Xuan finally withdraw his divine sense and slowly raise his head. However, the expression on his face had likewise become extremely unsightly.
This treasure-hunting journey was even more difficult than he had imagined.
The area north of Ice Soul Peak was