A vast mountain range lay blanketed in snow, its icebergs towering like enormous sword peaks thrusting into the heavens. Snow cedars, ice-nan immortal trees, cloud-ice mulberries, and many other immortal trees flourished in this land ravaged by frigid currents. Patches of snow-red vines spread everywhere across the glaciers. From time to time, a red radiance swept through them, dazzlingly eye-catching against the icy plains and forming a striking sight.
"Yao—" Huge eagle silhouettes streaked across the void one after another. The cries of eagles rang without end, yet the actual form of the demon beast remained unseen.
At that moment, five or six figures arrived in succession.
An old man in red robes stood at the front, stroking his beard as he stared at the gray, murky void with a doubtful look. The five people beside him arrived one after another.
"This azure-eyed snowshadow eagle is far too fast, and its escape art is even more exceptional. We spent several years tracking this demon eagle, yet who would have thought that, in the end, we'd still alert it. Judging from the situation now, I'm afraid all our efforts will come to nothing." The old man in red robes sighed.
"If Yellowbeard hadn't acted recklessly and gone to pick the snow-crystal immortal sprouts despite our warnings, we wouldn't have alerted the azure-eyed snowshadow eagle ahead of time. Several years of our efforts are about to go up in smoke. I say we don't need to cooperate any further. Let's just return to our own places and part ways early." A woman with a green scar the size of a fingernail on her face gave a cold snort.
The Yellowbeard the scarred woman mentioned was a short, burly man with yellow-brown stubble on his chin. Fierce light flashed through his eyes from