Far North, Ice-Sealed Forest.
Two figures appeared silently. They were Yan Jingzhe and Snow Empress, who had come from Sunset Forest.
"Finally, we've reached the Far North. Snow Empress, I heard our first target is your adopted godson?" Yan Jingzhe teased curiously.
"Mm, I did raise Xiao Bai from childhood." Snow Empress made no attempt to hide anything in the face of Yan Jingzhe's teasing and admitted it openly. "All right, I'll lead the way from here."
With that, Snow Empress flew straight ahead. Yan Jingzhe shrugged and followed.
After flying for nearly half an hour, a massive iceberg appeared on the horizon ahead.
Snow Empress flew to its summit and stopped. Turning to glance at Yan Jingzhe, her lips curved into a smile. "Do you like watching dances?"
But before Yan Jingzhe, who had only just steadied himself, could answer—
Snow Empress lightly tapped the air with her toes, and her entire body drifted leisurely into the sky like a snowflake swept up by a spring breeze. Her body stretched and spun through the air, treading upon an invisible wind as she began a solo dance belonging solely to the spirit of ice and snow.
The instant she began to dance, an invisible yet majestic aura rippled outward from her. Yan Jingzhe's pupils abruptly contracted. The heavens and earth around him were quietly changing color in a way he could not comprehend.
The eternal white of the Far North seemed to be fading.
The snowfields, glaciers, and falling snowflakes all seemed to have been dyed a deep blue by an invisible hand. That blue was pure and tranquil, like an enormous sapphire enveloping the entire world. At the center of that blue world, the only one who remained flawlessly white was the ice-and-snow spirit herself—Snow Empress.
Her long sleeves