Everyone present was of distinguished status. Upon arriving at the Far-Northern Icefields, they found a woman in white, pure as snow, who had been waiting for quite some time.
She was slender and graceful, her bearing as cold as frost and snow. Merely standing there, she possessed a beauty capable of outshining all beneath heaven.
With just one glance, Chen Nianzhi recognized her identity.
She was Fairy Ling Shuang, Huantian Ji's old friend. Back when Chen Nianzhi had come to the Northern Plains in search of Ya Ya, Fairy Ling Shuang had rendered him tremendous assistance.
Unexpectedly, after a thousand years had passed, Fairy Ling Shuang had already broken through the Primordial Spirit threshold and entered the realm of a Primordial Spirit Dao Lord.
Huantian Ji's expression was even more complicated. He and Fairy Ling Shuang had been close friends for several thousand years, bound by a friendship beyond compare.
Yet he had now failed twice in succession to break through to the Primordial Spirit realm. Before Fairy Ling Shuang, he could not help but feel somewhat ashamed of his own inadequacy.
Fairy Ling Shuang stepped forward, swept her beautiful eyes over the group, and said with a faint smile, "You have all come from afar to lend your aid. Ling Shuang thanks you here."
"Resisting demons and devils is our duty to begin with. Fairy, you are being too polite."
Chen Nianzhi cupped his hands and replied with a smile.
Fairy Ling Shuang nodded, then said, "Daoist Ding Hai, Daoist Guixu, everyone is waiting for you. Please follow me."
Fairy Ling Shuang led Sea-Calming Daoist, Chen Nianzhi, and the others deeper into Snowfall Palace.
Before long, they arrived at a grand hall deep within the snowy mountains. Three figures had already been waiting inside.
One was Long River Daoist,