White Hair Peak.
The thick snow had turned to frost, coating the steep mountain walls. Gale winds swept across the cliffs carrying razor-sharp ice blades, carving deep marks into the hard rock.
At a height of fifteen hundred zhang above the ground, the environment was so harsh that ordinary people could scarcely imagine it.
Low-level cultivators or Innate Martial Artists would never last even the time it took to drink a cup of tea here!
Braving the raging wind and snow, Wang Chen looked ahead.
Yet visibility in the surrounding area did not exceed twenty paces. Everywhere he looked was a vast expanse of white.
The temperature here had dropped to a terrifying level. The omnipresent frost and frigid force posed an immense trial to anyone attempting to cross White Hair Peak.
Yet Wang Chen's body seemed like a blazing furnace. Boundless heat radiated outward through his skin, forming an invisible barrier around him that shut out the icy wind and snow blades.
Thin ice blades, each as delicate as cicada wings, struck Wang Chen at high speed and instantly shattered into powder.
The Heavenly Dragon Vajra Righteous Dharma he had painstakingly cultivated for so long had been stimulated to unleash tremendous potential in this unusual environment.
But Li Qingxi, following behind Wang Chen, did not possess such formidable body-tempering power. She raised the Green Sun Umbrella, relying on this top-grade Magic Tool to ward off the icy force.
No matter how brutal the environment high upon White Hair Peak was, the sight of Wang Chen ahead of her—steady and immovable as a towering mountain—filled her heart with a profound sense of safety.
The two advanced one before the other, step by resolute step, toward the mountain ridge.
White Hair Peak stood three thousand zhang tall, but the ridges on