Several days later, after continuous travel, all the rocks the group saw had turned a crystalline blue, their deep color radiating bone-chilling cold.
At this level of cold, even Taiyi Mystic Scholars were beginning to struggle. They could not cultivate to pass the time and could only continuously circulate their mystic arts to ward off the chill.
Although Puppet City's people were generally far weaker in mystic cultivation than those of Xuan City, they had ways to resist the cold thanks to their ingenious puppets.
However, no matter what methods either side employed, they could not avoid using the power of qi and blood or the Power of Stars, both of which were precisely what attracted scaled beasts most easily.
Thus, ever since entering the Ice Fire Extreme Vein, the beast convoy had not gone a single day without being attacked by scaled beasts.
"Brother Zhu, have any of our people been injured?"
Since entering the mountains, Luo Hong had remained seated cross-legged atop the Black Scale Elephant's head. Zhu Yan came to see him every day, seemingly to check on his well-being, but in truth to report all manner of news.
The people Luo Hong referred to were naturally the six Mystic Scholars from Baiyan City's top eighteen in the martial arts tournament, Fang Chan included. Half were in the Early Taiyi Realm, while the other half were in the Mid Taiyi Realm.
Although Chen Yang's side was also under his control, there were only four of them even with Old Demon Han included, and most had been coerced into it. They were far less useful than Baiyan City's trusted subordinates, so naturally Luo Hong placed them lower on his list of concerns.
"When we first entered the mountains, everyone was on guard, so none were injured by the