The group continued onward, Little Shrubby padding softly over the thick snow, his fiery paws melting small patches of ice with every step.
He even intensified his body heat, and released more of his aura. The warmth radiating from him kept their immediate area livable, though the cold still bit at their skin through the edges.
They all knew they could not go directly to the Ice Drakes' nest.
The location was known to some scholars and sect archives, but arriving there unannounced would be taken as a provocation. And provoking a race descended from True Dragons was the last thing they needed.
Lin Mu raised his hand. "We'll move along the main path and make our presence known," he said. "The Ice Drakes will sense us quickly enough. We must let them come to us."
The others nodded.
Daoist Chu and Monk Hushu straightened their postures, preparing to regulate their Qi. Cattaleya smirked and rolled her shoulders, releasing a faint ripple of aura that distorted the air around her.
