Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming-Chapter 648 - 333: Ice Cave, Bizarre Roar, Person in the Ice [Subscribe Requested]_2

Chapter 648: Chapter 333: Ice Cave, Bizarre Roar, Person in the Ice [Subscribe Requested]_2

Close proximity to the freezing fog area forced Zhou Chun to use his mana to withstand the bone-chilling cold.

His Silver Lightning Python, Baibai, fared even worse.

Being a snake, which naturally fears the cold, even Baibai—a second-tier Demon Beast with much greater cold resistance than ordinary snakes—felt extremely uncomfortable in the frigid temperature here.

If Zhou Chun hadn’t brought it along, it definitely would not have wanted to come anywhere near this place.

“Hmm, Baibai, you go back first. I’ll call you out if there’s danger,” Zhou Chun said.

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Zhou Chun looked at his beloved pet that was constantly twisting its snake body from the cold, and considerately placed it into his Spirit Beast Pouch.

He then summoned the Golden Winged Tiger.

The cramped terrain inside the cave meant that the Golden Winged Tiger had to keep its wings folded, unable to spread them.

But undoubtedly, its resistance to cold was much stronger than Baibai’s and the Golden Armor Rock Turtle’s.

With its thick fur, it quickly adapted to the environment after emerging.

After waiting for it to adjust, Zhou Chun mounted its back and rode it into the freezing fog.

Cold! Bone-piercing cold!

As soon as he entered the freezing fog, Zhou Chun felt the bone-piercing cold despite the protection of his mana.

The Golden Winged Tiger beneath him couldn’t help but sneeze, and a faint golden light began to rise on its body; it too started using mana to resist the cold.

Zhou Chun tried to release his Divine Sense, but as soon as he did so, it was suppressed by an unknown force, as if his eyes were covered by a veil. While he could still make out vague shapes, it wasn’t very useful at all.

Helpless, he took several talismans out of his Storage Pouch and tucked them into his sleeve for emergencies.

He also warned his pet, “Xiao Jin, be careful yourself. Put your safety first in case of danger, and don’t worry too much about me.”

After giving these instructions to his pet, he gestured for it to continue moving forward.

But they had not gone far when a sudden flapping noise reached Zhou Chun’s ears, and he immediately realized something, hurriedly activating “Golden Cauldron Profound Light” to erect a golden light barrier ahead.

Almost as soon as the golden light barrier was in place, a barrage of ice spikes hit it, and then, one after another, Bat Demon Beasts rushed out of the freezing fog, clawing and biting at the golden light barrier.

This time, there were many more Bat Demon Beasts than before — Zhou Chun felt there might be a hundred of them.

He didn’t want to get entangled with these creatures, so he commanded the Golden Winged Tiger beneath him to counterattack immediately.

The Golden Winged Tiger opened its mouth wide, and a gust of golden-green wind swept up, engulfing dozens of the Bat Demon Beasts.

Blown by this Slaughterous Wind, the Bat Demon Beasts instantly scattered blood as they screamed, plummeting towards the ground.

Yet the freezing fog in the cave was truly eerie, and even the Slaughterous Wind couldn’t disperse it.

Having destroyed their assailants with a single strike, the Golden Winged Tiger proudly continued carrying Zhou Chun deeper into the cave.

However, after advancing less than thirty feet, a weird roar came from the depths of the cave!

The roar sounded like a wail or a bellow, extremely strange and indescribable.

But it contained an exceptional power. Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Chun’s body shook slightly, and his consciousness became momentarily dazed.

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The Golden Winged Tiger he was riding was even worse off.

Upon hearing the roar, the big cat immediately collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

“What’s going on? Xiao Jin, why are you so terrified of that roar?” Zhou Chun asked, frowning at the big cat beneath him, unable to understand its reaction.

You should know that for a Mutant Goldwing Tiger of its rank, not even the dragon’s might of a third-tier Green Flood Dragon would make it so.

Could it be that the owner of the roar was a fourth-tier Demon Beast?

“I don’t know the reason, but it is the inherent fear in my bloodline that forces me to react this way!” the Golden Winged Tiger responded mentally, its limbs still trembling; it seemed unable to stand up for a while.

This made Zhou Chun even more dubious.

Demon Beast Bloodline is the source of a Demon Beast’s power. Generally, there are only three situations in which a Demon Beast would feel an instinctive fear due to its bloodline.

One is when encountering a natural predator species of Demon Beast that is far more powerful than itself.

It’s like Baibai, a mid-level Demon Beast Silver Lightning Python, encountering its natural predator, the high-level Demon Beast, the Thunder Eagle.

Another situation is when they encounter a strong individual of the same species.

For example, when Baibai encounters a fourth-tier Thunder Python.

The third situation was the intimidation of the Demon King.

The so-called Demon King is an honorary title for fifth-order creatures among demon beasts.

They are kings among demon beasts, possessing a unique intimidating aura of the Demon King that has a great deterring effect on any demon beasts that are not at the Demon King level, capable of making a myriad of beasts fear and submit.

And the Mutant Goldwing Tiger, as the king of hundreds of beasts within the tiger tribe, has very few natural enemies among demon beasts; Zhou Chun had never heard of any that would reside in such a cold environment.

Similarly, although the roar earlier was strange, it was in no way related to a tiger’s roar, and it was unlikely to come from a powerful demon beast of the tiger tribe.

But the third situation is undoubtedly the most exaggerated one.

How could a fifth-order Demon King possibly appear in such a place!

“Since you’re unable to move now, return to the Spirit Beast Pouch for now; I’ll go on my own!”

Zhou Chun suppressed the doubt in his heart and swiftly made a decision.

After he placed the Golden Winged Tiger into the Spirit Beast Pouch, he continued forward on his own.

Strangely enough, after the bizarre roar, there was no second occurrence.

However, the deeper he ventured into the cavern, the colder it grew.

Zhou Chun’s gaze turned to the ground, only to find that the ground had not frozen over.

This was yet another peculiar situation.

The temperature at his current location had definitely plummeted to that of his previous life, possibly even reaching below two hundred degrees below zero.

In such an environment, all moisture should have turned to ice.

Zhou Chun could only attribute this to the differences between worlds; in a world of immortals, anything is possible!

And perhaps influenced by that strange roar, Zhou Chun did not encounter any further attacks from bat demon beasts as he progressed.

He silently estimated the distance he had covered, and when he had traveled about a thousand zhang into the cavern, the fog in front of him suddenly dissipated.

Before him lay an icy passage, its surrounding crevices covered in blue ice, with only a narrow path less than a zhang high and less than five chi wide available for passage.

The irregular shape also indicated that all of it was formed naturally.

Zhou Chun attempted to send out his Divine Sense to probe the pitch-black passage, but as expected, he failed.

His Divine Sense had barely extended less than a zhang from his body when it recoiled as though a person had placed their hand on ice, instantly retreating.

When he tentatively set foot into the icy passage, the bone-chilling coldness nearly froze his leg solid.

“I refuse to believe it, can I, Zhou Chun, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, really freeze to death inside here?”

Zhou Chun gritted his teeth and took out the second-order premium Magic Artifact, the Flame Sparrow Pot, from his Storage Pouch, using the power of this artifact as a furnace for warmth.

This was indeed a waste of Mana, and ordinary cultivators certainly wouldn’t dare to do so.

But Zhou Chun had an ample supply of Rejuvenation Pills on him and could absorb nature’s spiritual energy from his surroundings without any concerns to recover his Mana; he didn’t care about such losses.

Clutching the red copper pot as if it were a warm furnace, he strode boldly into the icy passage.

Zhou Chun had no idea how the icy passage had formed, why amidst the solid ice there would be such a pathway.

But now he didn’t want to ponder these questions; he simply wished to find out what might be at the very end of the icy passage.

In this way, Zhou Chun, clutching the copper pot, journeyed deeper into the icy passage and after a difficult hundred zhang, finally reached the end of the corridor.

At the end of the icy passage was a Cold Ice Cave.

In the center of the Cold Ice Cave, there was a cold spring emitting white mist.

The spring was not large, being less than ten feet across.

However, there stood a human ice sculpture within the spring.

More precisely, a man stood as an ice sculpture within it!

It was a middle-aged man, naked, half-submerged in water and half-exposed, with his eyes closed as if he were resting.

This eerie scene sent chills down Zhou Chun’s spine.

Because at that moment, as his gaze swept around, he found no other noteworthy object within the cave.

And the previous presence of the strange roar was indeed real.

Could it be that the middle-aged man had emitted that roar?