C25 The Giant Frost Python

The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm glow on Hsu Fann. Time had slipped by, several hours unnoticed.

His advancement had taken the better part of the afternoon, which wasn't overly long.

Hsu Fann tugged at his clothes, ensuring they weren't too creased before setting off. Now at the eighth layer of Breatharianism, he was within the bounds to visit the Cold Pool