At that moment, Zhang Yang's expression was exceptionally solemn. He pulled out a little notebook and glanced at it.
"Known condition 1: Yin energy can be absorbed and converted by the Wood Demon Tower, after which it can restore vitality and mental strength."
"Known condition 2: Most yin energy comes from the Abyss, but a small portion remains in this world. Whenever a large amount of yin energy surges out of the Abyss, it becomes winter."
"Known condition 3: Yin energy gathers into clouds. Once its concentration reaches a certain level, it descends as ice rain—in other words, Phantom Crystals."
"Known condition 4: Phantom Crystals have no consciousness, but they automatically attach themselves to and seek out living energy."
"Known condition 5: Phantom Crystals can turn a tree into an Earth-Walking Wood Demon."
"Known condition 6: Phantom Crystals can also allow the ghost race to advance."
"Proven: Yin energy = living energy."
This bout of muttering to himself was rather strange, almost like something a mental patient would do. However, it was quite effective for Zhang Yang in sorting out the threads of the matter.
Next, he withdrew the Soul Force Field binding the Phantom Crystal and swallowed the grain-of-rice-sized crystal in one gulp.
The next second, he shuddered with an unprecedented chill. His hair and beard instantly turned white, while his entire body rapidly became a lump of ice.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Zhang Yang exhaled a cloud of white vapor. Under the effect of his powerful Soul Force Field, the Phantom Crystal that had transformed into cold energy inside his body reversed course once more and was forcibly driven out in an instant.
At that moment, he could no longer stand and collapsed right where he was. He had truly been frozen into a stupid dog.