Amid the world of interwoven wind and snow, a mountain peak that resembled a sword thrusting straight into the clouds stood amid the storm.
Atop the mountain, a handsome young nobleman in a snow-white robe, with a pale face and black hair, stood beside a flagpole.
The flagpole beside him had been forged from white bones as pure as jade. The flag itself was immaculate, a sheet of snow-white with not a single character or rune upon it.
The flag billowed constantly in the wind and snow, cracking loudly.
"Saint Son Tang Xia, lend me a hand!"
Tang Xia suddenly heard the shout. He narrowed his eyes toward the short warrior and saw the predicament they were in.
"Meng Qing..." Tang Xia's eyes narrowed, and his voice carried a trace of disbelief. "How did he end up in such a sorry state? He hasn't even forced out the Wolf Marquis's Supreme Avatar, yet he's already calling for help?"
"Damn it!"
Tang Xia cursed, seemingly both at Meng Qing for his poor performance and at Lin Bai for being far too powerful.
He abruptly turned around, yanked the white jade flag from the ground, and poured spiritual power into it without pause. Standing atop the mountain, he began waving the flag.
With every wave of the flag, the storms and blizzards within the Wind and Snow Formation changed continuously. The faster he waved it, the more savage the wind and snow within the formation became!
"Cut!"
After waving the flag several times, he suddenly pointed it in one direction. The power throughout the Wind and Snow Formation gathered there, transforming into countless Sword Qi that slashed toward that direction all at once.
At the same time.
The Chu warriors scattered throughout the Wind and Snow Formation felt the surrounding power of