"In that case, Young Master Wang, it's a tough task for you."
Upon hearing Wang Junze's words, everyone echoed in agreement.
In such a situation, the most suitable candidate for cultivating the Profound Ice Body Tempering Technique was indeed Wang Junze. After all, when it came to talent, no one present could compare to him.
Moreover, everyone naturally hoped for someone else to attempt this risky endeavor first. Regardless of success or failure, gaining more experience was always beneficial.
However, such words were naturally unspeakable by others. It was best for Wang Junze to suggest it himself.
Wang Junze, of course, didn't mind these considerations. He immediately closed his eyes and started practicing silently according to the cultivation technique he had just memorized.
Wang Xin, on the other hand, cast a glance around, his eyes tinged with a bit more coldness.
Time passed slowly, and after about a quarter of an hour, a layer of faint frost suddenly appeared on Wang Junze's body, as if the temperature around him had plummeted.
In an instant, everyone's gaze inevitably landed on Wang Junze.
The change was so evident that everyone wanted to know if Wang Junze could withstand such extreme cold.
Even Wang Xin couldn't help but feel a bit tense at this moment. He couldn't offer any help in this situation and didn't dare to speak, fearing it would distract Wang Junze.
Without mentioning others' reactions, at this moment, Wang Junze felt a shiver run through his entire body.
Too cold!
This feeling was akin to being naked in a freezing snowfield. No, it was ten times more exaggerated because Wang Junze wasn't just passively enduring the cold; he actively absorbed the chill from the pool according to the technique's dictates.
Most importantly, no matter how cold it was or how much pain it caused, one had to remain absolutely calm, ensuring not even the slightest deviation in the technique's operation.
This was a tremendous test of one's willpower.
Especially for Wang Junze, who had to refrain from using his True Qi to dispel the cold. After all, others couldn't use their True Qi, but because of the Hundred Meridians Opening, Wang Junze could still mobilize his True Qi.
The frost on his body became increasingly heavy, and the pain grew ever more intense.
Never underestimate this pain. The sensation of frost clinging to your body was like countless small blades constantly slicing your flesh, muscles, and bones, always enduring immense suffering and torment.
Even with Wang Junze's strong willpower, the thought of giving up flashed through his mind more than once.
Only now did Wang Junze understand why the cultivation technique warned that even in ancient times, the success rate of cultivating this technique was only half.
Too painful!
In a normal situation, even Wang Junze might have given up, or at least needed more time to gradually adapt to the pain.
But now, Wang Junze had no retreat.
Vaguely, Wang Junze understood why the opponent had designed this desperate ice cavern for cultivating this technique.
Without a desperate fight, forcing oneself into such near-hopeless circumstances, anyone would find it hard to endure this pain. Only the instinct to survive could make one grit their teeth and persevere.
At this moment, Wang Junze completely lost track of time, enduring solely through sheer determination.
Boom!
It was unclear how long it had been when Wang Junze suddenly felt a surge of heat, as if he were suddenly surrounded by flames!
The sudden transition from extreme cold to scorching heat caused a shock that made Wang Junze's mind buzz, nearly on the brink of collapse.
In others' eyes, Wang Junze was now entirely enveloped in frost, his original appearance hidden!
No, more accurately, it was no longer frost, but Profound Ice!
Just as recorded in the technique, Wang Junze was now covered in a layer of Profound Ice, marking the most critical moment in this cultivation session.
Had Wang Junze chosen to abandon the practice, he had already cut off all escape routes at the moment the Profound Ice formed!
It's either life or death, with no retreat whatsoever!
Everyone could clearly sense Wang Junze's diminishing aura; both his breath and heartbeat were nearly undetectable.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel anxious. Wang Junze's life wasn't the only stake; theirs were too.
After all, if even Wang Junze failed, the chances of others succeeding would be even slimmer, most likely dooming the majority to be trapped here.
As for Wang Xin, he remained silent, though the cold killing intent emanating from him made everyone instinctively distance themselves. Should Wang Junze die, no one knew what crazy actions Wang Xin might take.
"Crack!"
After an unknown span of time, a crisp sound abruptly resonated as the Profound Ice covering Wang Junze shattered!
The next moment, Wang Junze slowly opened his eyes.
"Brother!"
Seeing Wang Junze awaken, tears nearly welled up in Wang Xin's eyes as she rushed towards him.
"Why cry? I'm alright, aren't I?"
Hugging his sister, Wang Junze chuckled softly, patting her shoulder and smiling.
"Did it succeed?!"
Watching Wang Junze regain consciousness, everyone displayed a flash of excitement, eagerly asking.
"It worked!"
Nodding slightly, Wang Junze replied softly, "The technique is sound, but the process is indeed very painful... It's no exaggeration to say it's a nine-death ordeal. If you lack the willpower to disregard life and death, it's best not to attempt it."
Wang Junze spoke with utmost sincerity.
Even he, recalling the pain just now, felt a bit apprehensive, unsure if he would have the courage to endure it again.
"Really? Are you tricking us? It's only been a little over an hour, and it didn't seem that difficult."
From the distance, someone murmured.
Yet, the cold pool was quite small, and the surrounding area quiet, so even a soft-spoken comment was heard.
Following the voice's direction, a trace of disdain flickered in Wang Junze's eyes. He said calmly, "If you don't believe it, feel free to try it yourself."
"Uncle, my brother is obviously bluffing you. Why not try it yourself now?"
Crawling out from Wang Junze's embrace, Wang Xin beamed a bright smile, and with a slight flip of her hand, held a blade thin as a cicada's wing, smilingly looking at the person, continuing, "Uncle, Xin'er wants to see you practice it, you absolutely can't refuse."
"??? "
Feeling the chill in Wang Xin's eyes, Wang Zhao was utterly dumbfounded.
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