Beneath the frozen snow, a figure dug relentlessly at something. There seemed to be a grave nearby, which made this look rather bad, but it didn't matter. Huo Yuhao had no way back now.
The soil was far too hard in this weather. Digging through frozen ground was nothing like digging through summer soil. Even Huo Yuhao's strengthened body was struggling. Only now did he realize how much his body had improved—not just in the obvious increase in strength, but also in endurance. He could keep working for a long time.
The tools he used were specially made, and they had cost Huo Yuhao quite a bit. They hadn't cost him any Gold Soul Coins, but the tools wore out far too quickly. He needed at least three shovels for every job, and there was still no guarantee he'd find the right coffin.
Not every coffin contained a Spirit Bone. It took enough experience to tell which ones did, or enough spiritual power to pierce through them and check directly. Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection still wasn't at Tian Meng's level, where it could lock onto a target at once. So he had to rely on trial and error. Tian Meng refused to help him take shortcuts. Spiritual power could grow only through constant practice.
Tian Meng could only support Huo Yuhao in terms of quantity. Any qualitative change had to come from Huo Yuhao himself. Even Tian Meng hadn't achieved that kind of change, so he had nothing to teach him. Huo Yuhao could only use Spiritual Detection to determine the exact location and start digging.
But there were far too many coffins. How could he tell which ones belonged to high-ranking Soul Masters with Spirit Bones? He'd have to rely on luck and numbers. The most important thing for