Yan Chihuo had already descended more than two hundred zhang into the Ice Fire Cold Spring, the limit Su Yuwen could reach. Protected by the Red Sun Clear Wind Art and having cultivated the Four-Colored Spirit Flame, Yan Chihuo's cultivation was far inferior to Su Yuwen's, yet even now, he still had strength to spare.
He sank another fifty-odd zhang before the chilling cold pierced his bones, and he no longer dared probe any deeper. Though Yan Chihuo possessed an Undying Body, he was unwilling to venture farther before finding the Spirit Stone Immortal Milk.
According to Su Yuwen, the Spirit Stone Immortal Milk appeared around this depth every time. Yan Chihuo looked around, searching for its traces. After half a tea's time, he saw a strange fish several feet long swimming toward him with the speed of Lightning Flash. This strange fish was crystalline and radiant, like exquisite jade.
Yan Chihuo's spirits lifted. With a flicker, he transformed into flowing water and examined it closely. This crystalline, radiant strange fish was not a real fish at all, but a mass of white liquid suffused with a white gleam.
Only then did Yan Chihuo determine that this strange fish was the Spirit Stone Immortal Milk. He saw the mass of Spirit Stone Immortal Milk continuously contract and expand. Watching carefully, Yan Chihuo discovered that each contraction and expansion drew spiritual energy from the Ice Fire Cold Spring.
Yan Chihuo quietly took out the Heaven Net Bottle, pulled out its stopper, and aimed it at the strange fish. A ray of light shot from the Heaven Net Bottle, racing straight toward it.
The instant that ray of light touched the strange fish, it transformed into a net of light and ensnared it. The strange fish sprang straight into the air like