Unaware of being followed he kept moving forward, this time even his cultivation couldn't help him survive the cold weather.

With frost all over his clothes, even his skin was frozen, and for the first time in many years since he reincarnated, he could feel his body shaking uncontrollably.

The snow was even forming a storm that made it hard for Huang to traverse the terrain as time passed. His strong resilience was slowly being worn out. The Qi he had was being used up to resist the extreme cold, but this only served to increase its rate of depletion.

He was not bothered by it though as he could only move forward, even with how anxious he had become already.

On the snowfield he couldn't even see the end, someone else might have already fallen on their stomach and given up or turned back due to the situation.

For Huang, ever since he walked the path of martial arts, he can't act willfully as he wishes. Traversing this terrain is also a test of his willpower, in the end, he believ