Before long, the temperature inside his body plummeted sharply, becoming cold and icy.
At the same time, this coldness spread from the inside out, causing the temperature of his surface to also drop significantly.
After completing this step, his rapidly flowing blood finally began to slow down, gradually returning to its normal flow rate.
Thump.
Thump.
His heart beating, pumping blood, Fang Yu's blood volume began to slowly self-recover.
Before long, it was back to full.
The organs inside his body that should have been frostbitten and frost-damaged also started to recover quickly after the blood returned to full.
It was a success.
Fang Yu, with his White Spring Sword, made a cut across his palm.
Sss.
The moment the fresh blood flowed out, with a thought,
the blood in mid-air rapidly condensed into ice!
Crash.
The ice cubes hit the ground, shattering into pieces.
Fang Yu scratched his head, unskilled.
But with practice, he was sure to master it.
