North Heavenly Gate.
The night at North Heavenly Gate, unlit by divine fire lamps, stretched on without end.
Far away amid the wind and snow, Bai Yujun's eyes glowed red as she carefully swept her gaze across the area. She discovered flickering lights scattered in several directions within dozens of li outside the gate, vaguely divided into several groups surrounding the heavenly gate. Looking closer, she found holes bored into the ice, with human shadows inside giving off faint warmth.
The various factions guarded against one another even as they protected and cooperated with each other, playing deceit and intrigue to perfection.
They cooperated openly while stabbing each other in the back behind the scenes.
Bai Yujun lurked close enough, roughly estimating the trap's range. Standing at a distance, she carefully searched for traces of formations. Besides relying on her keen senses, she compared the scene with impressions from her memories.
If those people knew how bored a certain white dragon had been back then, they would not have done this outside North Heavenly Gate.
Every patch of ice here had been watched by a certain Bai for many years.
When you were idle enough, anything was possible...
After repeatedly confirming the formation's basic principles.
"Let the wind rise."
At a thought, the bone-piercing cold wind of Gloomy Cold Land suddenly intensified. Sharp ice crystals mixed into the wind, wailing as they swept through the air. If one rashly entered without sufficient cultivation, even the flesh and blood on one's body would not remain intact.
She raised her right hand and drew a circle toward the sky. At once, the cold wind spiraled.
The tornado covered an enormous area. The winds in its center remained normal, while its outer edge raged violently. It could be called a colossal tornado dozens