The snow roared down, turning everything white.
This was a blizzard the likes of which Zhou Chun had never seen before.
The snowflakes falling from the sky were bigger than goose feathers, fluttering down like maple leaves.
There he stood on the snowy plain, motionless, letting the falling snowflakes settle on him, slowly turning himself into a snowman.
Under such a heavy snowstorm, the naked eye could no longer see anything, only Divine Sense could replace the eyes to see everything clearly around.
Zhou Chun now stood still in body, his Divine Sense spreading out to monitor the snowy ground for several miles around, waiting for the Snow Crystal Worms to appear as if he were waiting for rabbits to hit a tree stump.
Indeed, waiting for rabbits to hit a tree stump.
According to information provided by many cultivators who had caught Snow Crystal Worms, the best way to catch them under normal circumstances was just to wait patiently like this.