Just as Zhao Sheng took in a new disciple and set out with his three disciples on the road back to the Brocade Orchid Spirit Domain.
In the heart of the Wave Sea, at the North Sea Dao Institute billions upon billions of miles away.
Above North Sea Peak, the main peak guarded by a thousand mountains, a bank of flame-red clouds lingered without dispersing. An inexplicable rosy glow shone through the clouds, dyeing half the sky red.
Goose-feather snow drifted down in a vast fluttering shower. The Dao Institute's thousand peaks had long since been wrapped in silver, blanketed in gleaming white snow. Yet for some unknown reason, before the snowflakes could reach North Sea Peak's summit, they turned directly into vapor. Clouds and mist billowed and surged, shrouding the spirit peak.
They made the peak seem like an immortal realm in the mortal world.
At that moment, a roar like that of both tiger and lion suddenly rang out from deep within the summit mist.
Roar! The roar shook the heavens. Then countless flames fell from the clouds, incinerating the mist covering the mountain in an instant. Torrents of blazing light flooded the sky, and the extreme heat forced everyone on the mountain to flee down the peak in panic, taking refuge dozens of miles away.
Centered on North Sea Peak, the snow upon the ground melted into vast amounts of water vapor, which rapidly rose into the sky. The air for dozens of miles around was filled with scorching fire energy, like an enormous steamer.
As the snow continued to fall, the snowfall grew heavier, yet the beastly roars became ever more violent. In the surrounding mountain peaks, spirit beasts and immortal birds fled outward in terror, rushing from the forests in packs and flocks, their mournful