Amid the silver-clad landscape, Li Zhōujūn walked for a long time before a distinct boundary appeared ahead.
On Li Zhōujūn's side, the world was blanketed in ice and snow.
On the other side of the boundary lay an endless mountain range brimming with spring vitality. The contrast was striking.
All the way here, Li Zhōujūn had kept the Stealth Skill, which the system had rewarded him long ago, activated.
Thus, Li Zhōujūn had not encountered any trouble along the way. However, in some places he passed through, he sensed many powerful auras lying in wait.
Those auras were unquestionably above the Immortal Realm.
Although Li Zhōujūn was not afraid of them, he did not want to provoke them either. He only wanted to find the Hidden Immortal Sect and grind out missions to level up.
If he had been an ordinary Immortal Realm cultivator, he would probably have died along the way long ago.
Just as Li Zhōujūn was preparing to cross the boundary and enter the spring-filled mountain range,
a sudden, thunderous boom came from behind him. Li Zhōujūn turned back in surprise, only to see the snow-covered ground split open as a massive figure poked its head out from the fissure in the earth.
It was a gigantic goat's head. Its horizontal pupils stared at Li Zhōujūn eerily.
In the next moment, Li Zhōujūn felt a vast spiritual force surge toward his mind like rivers and seas overturning.
However, Li Zhōujūn possessed the Fifty-Fifty ability, so he naturally withstood the spiritual force.
When the enormous goat's head saw this, a trace of confusion appeared in its eerie pupils.
Li Zhōujūn smiled. "What brings you here?"
Hearing this, the goat's head gave an eerie chuckle and spoke in an old man's voice. "You really are a strange young fellow.