The Cold Purity Palace.
Deep within Palace Heir Peak.
In a Cold Pool that remained frozen year-round.
An Ziqing sat cross-legged on the central platform, his eyes tightly shut.
The surrounding pool water had long since frozen solid, and cold energy streamed ceaselessly into his body.
An ordinary Heaven-Grasping Realm cultivator would suffer injuries after spending even a moment here.
Yet beads of sweat kept seeping from An Ziqing's forehead, and his expression shifted constantly.
The snowflake mark between his brows flickered as well.
In terms of his state of mind alone, An Ziqing felt he had spent the past few days in hell.
And the root of the problem lay with Ye Li.
The second-rank heavenly law An Ziqing cultivated was called [Snow Without Blame].
This art was a supreme treasure passed down through the Cold Purity Palace for generations.
Once mastered, it could not only greatly improve the quality of one's immortal essence, but also strengthen a cultivator's life force and comprehension.
When wielded to its fullest, it could even keep its practitioner in a near-perfect state at all times.
Mistakes became exceedingly rare, whether in cultivation or combat.
A heavenly law this powerful naturally came with corresponding restrictions.
When facing anyone they regarded as an opponent, cultivators who had mastered [Snow Without Blame] had to sincerely believe one thing-
[My Dao surpasses that of the person before me in at least one respect!]
As long as that conviction held true.
[Snow Without Blame] would continually stabilize the cultivator's Dao heart, making them fearless in the face of any outside interference!
But conversely.
If they could find no advantage convincing enough to believe in, the entire heavenly law would begin to backlash.
Moreover, that advantage could not be sustained forever through self-deception.
They had to genuinely believe it