Thinking of this, Lin Feng's gaze grew firm, and he decided to try absorbing a small amount of the power of the Purple Extreme Cold Soul Liquid first. He took another deep breath, struggling to calm his nervousness, which felt like a tightened bowstring. Then, with total concentration and meticulous care, he controlled his magic power just like a skilled artisan operating a delicate instrument, slowly guiding a drop of that mysterious and potent Purple Extreme Cold Soul Liquid into his body.
The moment the Purple Extreme Cold Soul Liquid entered his system, Lin Feng instantly felt an extreme, freezing chill surge through his body like a breached dyke. That icy sensation felt like countless razor-sharp ice needles piercing mercilessly into his meridians and bone marrow, causing his entire body to shudder violently, resembling a traveler frozen stiff in the depths of winter.
Lin Feng clenched his teeth tightly until they clicked, the veins on his forehead bulging visibly. He circulated the cultivation technique he had practiced for years with all his might, attempting to suppress and refine this violent, frigid energy. Beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead, yet before they could even roll down, the intense cold froze them into crystal-clear Ice Crystals that gleamed with an eerie light.
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