"Why is this ice... so tough?"
After trying every method he could think of, the mosquito discovered that breaking through the ice was far harder than he had imagined. Frustration welled up in him, and he nearly threw back his head and let out a long howl. It was too hard. The Metal Ore outside was not even one ten-thousandth as tough as this ice. His venom melted it only with tremendous effort, while the Extreme Yin Cold Qi invaded his body and froze his Divine Soul stiff. Every inch he excavated demanded an enormous price.
He sighed silently, knowing that the ice's toughness was only natural.
It could hold up the great sun and form a new Buzhou Mountain. If it could bear such weight, it had to be strong enough.
A rough estimate of the distance to the heat source within the ice filled him with despair. He feared he would have no rest for the next several years. The cold qi constantly repaired the damage eroded by his venom, so once he began digging, he could not stop. That meant the mosquito had to continuously spit venom to corrode the Extreme Yin Cold Ice. Considering that the cold qi would grow even more intense deeper within the mountain, his current cultivation and the Spirit Materials in his storage space would not be enough to reach the heat source. The expenditure would be unimaginably vast. If things went badly, he might have to pour in everything he had gained by picking up bargains and devouring mighty beings hundreds of millions of years ago. If he failed, his cultivation would certainly fall. The price was too great, leaving him irresolute.
The mosquito faced two choices.
Either he gambled everything on successfully drilling into the mountain. If he could devour