The cold wind howled, and the north wind wailed.
A faint bloody smell drifted in with the cold wind. The fresh blood scattered everywhere was quickly frozen within the ice layer that had accumulated over countless years.
Before long, heavy snow began to fall again, as though it wanted to bury all filth deep beneath the ground. Yet no matter what, it could not conceal the bloodiness in the air.
Shen Hanyu turned slightly to block everyone's view and said,
"This is the truest face of the Far North. It's nothing extraordinary. Survival of the fittest, the strong devour the weak. Perhaps for Soul Beasts, this is both the current reality and an unavoidable fate."
As he spoke, Shen Hanyu patted Shen Liuyu and Shui Yue'er on the shoulders, then took the lead and continued onward.
Shen Liuyu followed closely behind Shen Hanyu. She needed time to adapt, just as one would feel nausea and fear after killing someone for the first time. This incomparably bloody scene would also be the beginning of Shen Liuyu slowly coming to accept all of it.
Supported by Shui Ningbing, Shui Yue'er's face was ashen. She had been badly frightened and would likely need some time to adjust as well.
Walking at the back, Shui Bing'er still could not help turning back for another glance before quickly catching up with the group.
As the distance gradually widened, the roaring beast cries slowly faded until they vanished completely. Only then did the girls' complexions improve somewhat.
Shen Hanyu took several gorgeous leaves, seemingly carved from ice crystals, out of his Soul Tool and handed them to the others.
"These are leaves from the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Spirit Tree. Consuming them has a calming effect."
The three girls slowly placed the fingernail-sized leaves into their mouths. The