Qin Shaofeng's expression changed the moment he spoke those words, and the man frozen in the distance changed expression as well.
He had been able to cultivate near the cold pool precisely because he possessed an unusually strong resistance to this icy aura, and could even absorb it to a certain extent.
Even so.
When he reached the spot where Qin Shaofeng had previously stood, he still needed to circulate some cultivation to resist it.
If it were anyone else, even someone at the peak of Seventeen-step, they would be frozen there.
Qin Shaofeng's answer was no different from a provocation to him.
Just as he was about to reply.
Qin Shaofeng's actions completely stunned him.
Long Qing, who had also felt displeased by Qin Shaofeng's words, was equally shocked by the sight before her.
They could both clearly sense that although cultivation was circulating within Qin Shaofeng, it was only the barest trace. Moreover, it was clearly being used to absorb the cold energy here, not to resist it.
That discovery left the two of them even more dumbfounded.
One had to know that even where Long Qing stood now, she had to keep circulating her cultivation to resist the invasion of the cold. Yet Qin Shaofeng could actually achieve this?
Amid their astonished expressions, Qin Shaofeng's steps appeared slow—perhaps even slower than those of an ordinary old man.
Yet his pace never slowed in the slightest.
Step by step, Qin Shaofeng moved forward, and not even the faintest chill appeared on his body.
The only cold energy that arose seemed, the instant it approached him, either to be absorbed by him or blocked outside by some special field surrounding him.
Neither of them had ever seen such a sight before.
Little did they know.
At this moment, Qin