The sky was dark and murky. Strange storm clouds gathered in waves above the Yuwen Family. There had been no clouds that day, yet they had suddenly appeared over the Yuwen Household. The heavens were not something mortals could fathom.
The cold wind in the capital also grew stronger and stronger, leaving every resident bewildered. How could there be such fierce cold winds in winter? This had never happened in history. With the capital's towering walls and the mountain ranges surrounding it, hardly any strong wind could ravage the city. Yet the source of this strange cold wind was the Yuwen Family's main hall!
The situation inside the Yuwen Family's hall had reached a critical moment, with a hair's breadth between life and death.
Zhang Xingfeng's eyes were bloodshot. His humble appearance had vanished completely, leaving only a bloodthirsty and terrifying visage. He had never wanted to treat the Yuwen Family like this, but matters had reached the point where he could no longer afford to be softhearted. For his and Rou's future, he had to display his strength.
The entire hall was in chaos. No one could approach Zhang Xingfeng, not even the two Li Family elders. Waves of bone-chilling cold wind radiated from his body, growing ever fiercer. The hall's magnificent furnishings were destroyed beyond recognition, while the cold wind gradually changed from white to blue, and was now even turning black...
For the first time in a thousand years, Elder Li began to panic. He was not panicking for himself, but for his beloved descendant, Tianxiang. He had a way to defeat the demon-like Zhang Xingfeng before him, but the consequences were more than he could bear. So he waited, waiting for the situation to change. Yet things only worsened. Was this still even cold wind?
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