Huo Yuhao continued deeper into the Extreme North.
The farther he went, the more absurdly the temperature dropped. This was no place for humans at all; it was a paradise belonging exclusively to ice and snow Soul Beasts.
Huo Yuhao found a sheltered spot and stripped off all his thick winter clothes.
Then he pulled a garment as thin as a cicada's wing from his Storage Soul Tool and put it on.
It was the shed skin of the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.
It looked so thin that light passed right through it, yet it was warm when worn. Even the wind and snow outside seemed unable to penetrate it.
"Yu Hao, from here on, we'll be entering the true core region," the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm said, bubbling up in the Sea of Consciousness.
Huo Yuhao acknowledged him and kept walking.
He walked for three whole days.
All around him, there was nothing but endless white snow.
He couldn't see a single living thing.
As he walked, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm suddenly spoke, his voice tinged with hesitation.
"Um... Yu Hao, I've been thinking. Maybe we should just head back?"
Huo Yuhao stopped abruptly, his brows knitting into a frown.
"Brother Sky Dream, are you kidding me?"
"We've made it all this way, and now you want me to turn back?"
"No, no! That's not what I mean!"
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm hurried to explain, his voice wavering a little.
"I just think this is far too risky!"
"You didn't say that before."
Huo Yuhao shot back without holding anything back.
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm sighed, his tone suddenly growing earnest.
"Things change! I used to think that our God-Making Project could only succeed if we brought Bingbing on board. But seeing how fast you're cultivating,