"Everyone, this place may be strange, but surely none of you intend to retreat because of that? What are your plans from here? Travel together, or split up and seek opportunities separately?" someone suddenly asked.
Thirteen Mahayana cultivators had gathered here, each belonging to a different faction and each skilled in different cultivation arts and methods. If they joined forces, there were few dangers in this world that could threaten them.
But traveling together also meant dividing opportunities equally, while remaining constantly wary of schemes lurking in the shadows.
"Travel together?" Xuan Gu sneered. "Those of us from the Divine Blood Sect have never been in the habit of joining forces with others. The two of us will not be accompanying you."
As soon as he spoke, Xuan Gu and Xuan Li moved, preparing to depart.
Suddenly.
Specks of ice crystals drifted down from the sky, sparse and scattered.
Everyone froze, then instinctively looked upward.
They saw that the heavens were blanketed by lead-gray clouds hanging so low they seemed within arm's reach.
The scattered ice crystals swiftly grew denser, becoming goose-feather snow that fluttered down in endless sheets.
Everyone's vision was immediately obscured, leaving them able to see only a few dozen feet around them.
"There's something wrong with this snow! It can actually interfere with divine sense."
At those words, everyone's expressions grew even tenser.
Xuan Gu and Xuan Li also halted.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
The snowfield below suddenly exploded.
One snow fountain after another shot into the sky, soaring dozens of yards high. Yet amid the blizzard filling the heavens, they were hardly noticeable.
White figures sprang out from beneath the snow.
They stood several yards tall, entirely white, with two legs and two arms. They resembled humans, yet were far more powerfully built.
Roar!
One monster