Crossing Immortal Gate.
After a heavy snow, all of Cloud Shadow Peak was frosted white, covered entirely in ice and snow.
Snowflakes were still drifting through the sky at that moment, only the earlier heavy snow had turned into sparse, scattered flakes, while the chill remained as biting as ever.
Following the steps up toward Cloud Hidden Peak, the cold wind that blew through the mountains from time to time made everyone's bodies tremble.
"Cough, cough—"
Every so often, several coughs sounded from Jiang Ning.
Falling on Shen Wenyuan's ears, they made him feel extraordinarily tense.
He could sense that Jiang Ning had expended a great deal to break the formation this time.
After all, he had used a single mortal body to pry loose the mighty power of heaven and earth.
Just then.
On a distant mountain.
A man stood amid the snow, his face looking to be somewhere in his forties, his hands clasped behind his back, his bearing refined and easygoing, carrying a touch of scholarly air.
This person was none other than Xia Xuanyan.
Standing in the snow, his figure was slightly blurred, giving off a faint, hazy glimmer. Clearly, this was not his true body.
At that moment, he quietly watched the scene on Cloud Hidden Peak, watched Jiang Ning, and the corners of his mouth could not help but lift in a faint smile.
"What truly astonishing methods. Born in the wrong age—what a pity! Otherwise, with his comprehension, becoming an immortal and founding a lineage would have been no more than a matter of course!"
"But this is fine too!" Xia Xuanyan's smile deepened. "Only like this is he suitable for my use! I believe that the next time I seek him out, he will understand the choices and trade-offs within."
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