A year later, within an icy mountain valley where bitter winds howled, two figures wrapped in two clusters of firefly-like light hovered steadily above the entrance of a pitch-black, unfathomably deep cave amid the raging wind.
The gale howled, sweeping snowflakes that glittered like ice crystals through the air. They were like sharp arrows, storming across the entire valley.
This sinister, freezing hurricane, as though blown in from hell, was extremely common throughout the vast region known as Hanyou Valley. Moreover, the farther one ventured into its depths, the more intense the hurricane's icy chill became.
Within such freezing winds, even a Divine Connection cultivator who practiced fire-attribute techniques would turn back, unwilling to advance any farther.
Fang Liang and He Xuan had remained in the depths of Hanyou Valley for more than a year. The hardships they had endured were known only to the two of them.
Fortunately, the two could take turns entering the Divine Machine Mansion to replenish their condition. Thus, they did not need to worry about their magic power running dry or be reluctant to expend it lavishly.
Even so, after penetrating so deeply into Hanyou Valley, Fang Liang and He Xuan had nearly reached their limits. They did not dare venture farther into its depths and could only search laterally from where they were.
By then, the two had already been searching at that depth for five months.
They had encountered more than a dozen fissures and icy caves. However, none of those places was very deep, and the two had searched them all with ease.
Although those places contained extremely ancient ice, they had found no trace of an Ice Lotus Fruit.
Although yin energy existed here, they had not encountered any yin ghosts. They had, however, run into three cultivators. All three