"This place is so remote. Surely... no one will come along and steal my lucky find?"
Even as the young man thrilled at the Ice Origin Crystals, his expression turned wary. His brows drew together, and a cool, stern look quickly veiled the heat in his eyes.
He flew high into the air and swept his divine sense across the surroundings, searching for anyone approaching.
After a careful search, he found no other cultivators.
The corners of the blue-robed man's mouth lifted slightly. The weight on his heart finally fell away.
"There's no time to lose. I'll collect the Ice Origin Crystals first!"
The blue-robed man stared at the cave below, a cold glint flashing through his eyes.
His cultivation was not high—only at the Third Layer of the Void Refinement Realm. If another Void Refinement Realm cultivator happened by, they could easily take this opportunity from him.
So he had to strike first.
He had not been in a hurry before because he had never imagined a Frozen Source Grotto was hidden inside this mountain. In Cold Light Province, such a grotto might not count as a supreme opportunity, but for an ice-attribute sword cultivator like him, it was a gift that could change his fate.
The blue-robed man became a streak of swordlight and shot toward the opening in the mountainside.
Sharp and swift, the swordlight tore through the falling snow like a bolt of silver lightning.
The Cold Nether Spider, still attacking with all its might, never noticed the swordlight passing over its head before it slammed into the rock surrounding the Frozen Source Grotto.
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, the silver rock burst apart, leaving an opening.
Fragments of stone flew and ice dust filled the air. A surge of cold so dense it seemed almost