Deep inside the Dragon Burial Cave, Ethan Smith sat cross-legged on the ground, exuding a strange aura.
His eyes were tightly shut, and there was no sign of agony on his face.
Around him, the coldness of his flesh and the scorching aura generated by his divine sense intertwined, forming peculiar swirls of energy.
What was even more astonishing was that the spiritual power within Ethan Smith's body didn't seem to be frozen. Instead, under the influence of this ice and fire duality, it gradually condensed into an even more formidable force.
Forrest Middleton couldn't help but stare at the scene before him.
He hadn't expected Ethan Smith to maintain such a steady cultivation state in such an environment.
Soon, however, Forrest's expression returned to its usual icy calmness.
Then, Forrest turned and left the Dragon Burial Cave, knowing that Ethan Smith was trying his best to adapt to the cave's environment at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.