From every corner in the deepest reaches of Yu Tao's meridians, wisps of white flame as fine as dust drifted out.
These were child flames of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame that Yao Lao wielded. Over the past few days, he had mixed them into the dry rations the two ate, allowing them to enter Yu Tao's body.
Now, it was time for them to take effect.
A light flashed across the ancient black ring. Yu Tao shuddered violently, then instantly turned into a rigid ice sculpture.
Standing beside him, Huo Yuhao chuckled and lay flat on the ground, laying Yu Tao down as well and burying him in a nearby snowdrift.
Fewer than ten breaths after he finished, he sensed an incomparably terrifying aura. Immediately afterward, a crushing weight bore down on Huo Yuhao's back, stomping his body deep into the ground.
The membrane formed from the Bone Spirit Cold Flame was extremely supple, protecting Huo Yuhao from injury. He remained utterly motionless, like an inanimate object, until he could no longer sense that powerful aura.
"Pfft!"
A hand broke through the thick layer of snow. Huo Yuhao then rose from the snowdrift, breathing in the icy air. Looking around, he saw enormous footprints all around him-and he stood inside one of them.
Each footprint was five meters long and over two meters wide. The mark Huo Yuhao had left was not even a third as long as one of those footprints.
"You sure have great luck, kid. You actually ran into the Titan Snow Demon King, one of the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North. That fellow has a mental attribute too, and actually blocked my detection. Luckily, my spiritual power far surpasses his, so I still noticed him once he came within a certain distance."