Time flew by, and it had been half a day since Ye Feng obtained the Snow Clan Secret Skill.
During this half day, Ye Feng remained seated in the room.
Clearly, he had entered the process of delving into the Snow Clan Secret Technique.
The five cultivators stood not far from the house, their downward-cast eyes flickering with a hint of cold light and greed, only to quickly disappear again.
"It's been so long, yet this person hasn't come out. It seems he has entered a particular state. I've heard that when practicing a profound secret technique, one cannot be disturbed in the slightest. I wonder if there's any truth to this?"
"It should be so. If we act now, the chances of success are not high. Most importantly, there are still two others here. If anything goes wrong, we might all be doomed."
