The wind grew fiercer, the snow heavier, and Helian Zhaotu pressed onward.
[Cloud Realm] had long since broken away behind him.
Qionglu Mountain could no longer shelter them from wind and rain; no one stood before the Mirror of Heaven to adorn their face.
The Crown Prince of Mu Kingdom walked alone upon a heavenly stairway with no return, looking down upon the teeming world as wind and snow lashed his body.
At such heights, one could hear the lonely howls of one Cold Night Storm Eye after another, and see White-Haired Winds stretching to meet the sky, spinning like tops.
At the very center of a White-Haired Wind lay an eternally sleepless frigid night.
The Cangtu God had risen to power on the back of the White-Haired Wind.
Such disasters had not existed on the grasslands in the beginning.
The great Cangtu God created them, and with them, the fear of the herdsmen. Then, by saving those herdsmen beneath the White-Haired Winds, he gained his first believers.
After the Life-Death Line of the Border Wasteland had stabilized, many natural disasters within Mu Kingdom—formed by the invasion of demonic and deathly qi—gradually vanished. Only the White-Haired Wind remained, and it grew ever more perilous.
The Cangtu Divine Church of old had expanded across the grasslands as swiftly as the White-Haired Wind, eventually becoming the grasslands' sole faith.
Naturally, the Cangtu Divine Church had also absorbed tribal traditions such as the "Spring Chariot," borrowing from every school to draw in believers. Yet it never forgot its "old trade."
Even today, Cang Ming, the Messenger of the Living God, had gained his initial prestige by aiding herdsmen beneath the White-Haired Winds.
Of course, Cang Ming could not possibly have known the White-Haired Wind's true origin at first. This was something known only