Deep within the cave, the chill aura permeating from the dark recesses was like an ice cavern of ten thousand years.
The air seemed to coagulate into viscous ice water, each breath stabbing pain into the lungs.
The faces of the Wudang Five Dragon Sons instantly turned paper-white, even beads of cold sweat dripped from their foreheads.
They were not ordinary cultivators, but the reincarnations of the Dragon Energy scattered by the ancient Evil Dragon, far from the world-destroying power of the Evil Dragon itself, yet extraordinarily gifted, with bones and muscles far surpassing ordinary people, and a set of special techniques for five-person combined attacks, their minds connected and Qi linked, enough to challenge formidable enemies of higher Dao.
In usual times, they had their pride and confidence.
Yet at this moment, facing the icy aura from the cave's depths, the only feelings rising within them were of biting cold and despair!
This... this is not something we can handle!
