Seeing this, Zhu Bufan finally breathed a sigh of relief. His whole body relaxed, no longer having enough energy to stand. If it weren't for the dangers that abound on this icy plain, Zhu Bufan really wanted to just faint.
Looking at the Fierce Bear lying on the ground, Zhu Bufan did not continue to approach to end its life. Not to mention he currently lacked the strength to do so, even if he had the strength, he could not afford to waste more time; his injuries simply did not permit it.
Casting a glance at the Fierce Bear, Zhu Bufan no longer hesitated. Dragging his faltering steps, he searched for a hidden spot to heal his wounds.
Fortunately, Zhu Bufan practiced the Cold Ice Technique. In this icy plain, finding a temporary shelter was relatively easy. After walking about two miles, he turned past a mountain depression and hid himself in the deepest part of a crevasse in the ice.
