Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
This day.
The Hour of Hai had just arrived when the atmosphere inside the Ice Cave Grotto abruptly changed.
Before the cold tide's frigid air even appeared, the chill surrounding them had already become bone-piercing.
Inside the ice cave, Su Shi'er and Ling Yue Shang were both invigorated, yet their expressions each turned rather grim.
For the cold tide's frigid air to appear at the Hour of Hai was undoubtedly the worst possible outcome for them.
Without a second thought, Su Shi'er immediately looked at Ling Yue Shang.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, should we..."
He had meant to ask whether they should avoid this cold tide and wait another seven days for a more suitable opportunity.
Before he could finish, Ling Yue Shang's resolute voice cut him off.
"No! Though the cold tides of recent times have not grown as dramatically powerful as they did at first, each one is still stronger than the last!"
"The pressure from this cold tide is already great enough. If it becomes any stronger, the consequences will be truly impossible to predict..."
"And when the next one comes, what hour the cold tide will erupt is not within your or my control either, is it?"
Ling Yue Shang waved a hand. As she finished speaking, she gave a bitter smile and asked Su Shi'er in return.
No matter how lightly one regarded life and death, the pressure was still there.
Su Shi'er answered with silence. How could he not know that everything Ling Yue Shang said was true?
Yet when the moment truly arrived, he felt the same crushing pressure bearing down on him.
In this cooperation, the two of them were truly bound together in life and death.
If anything happened to either one, the