An entire month has passed since Yuan accepted forty Glacial Traces on his body. Although his training progress has sped up tremendously, Yuan could tell that he would still not be able to achieve Cold Immunity within what little time he had left.
Thus, he decided to push himself further and accepted another ten Glacial Traces, bringing his total to fifty.
His recklessness was so mindboggling that it indirectly disturbed the others' training. There was simply no way they could focus on their own training when there was such a madman in their presence.
With only one week remaining, Yuan suddenly began making his way toward the massive ice structure at the center of the floor—the very source of the coldest, most concentrated energy in the entire training ground.
The others could only watch in silence, occasionally swallowing hard as tension gripped them.
