Snow White raised her right hand, palm up, her fingers slightly spread.
A wisp of light slowly emerged from her palm. It was not dazzling, but possessed an exceptionally gentle warmth.
Tiny ice crystals were suspended within it, turning slowly in the light like diamond dust polished over and over.
The light and ice crystals intertwined, coiled, and solidified in her palm, gradually forming a token the size of a hand.
The token was translucent ice blue, with colorful patterns flowing across its surface like an aurora. Those patterns drifted slowly within it, like a miniature aurora sealed inside ice.
Snow White gently held the token out to Qian Hantian.
"Take it."
Qian Hantian extended both hands, palms up, and solemnly accepted the token.
The instant it touched his hands, he felt an exceptionally gentle power seep from his palms into his meridians, spreading along his arms and throughout his body. It swept away all the fatigue accumulated during his days of trekking across the ice plains.
Snow White looked at the token in his hands, her voice still calm. "Once you return, gather every member of the Angel Clan and bring them all back to the Gutres Hills. Do not leave a single person behind."
Qian Hantian raised his head and met her gaze.
Snow White said, "Once everyone is there, crush this token. I will come to you then."
She paused, her gaze passing over Qian Hantian's face and then the clanspeople behind him, who were holding their breath in rapt attention. Her voice was quiet, but every word was clear.
"I will give the Angel Clan an opportunity."
Qian Hantian's fingers tightened slightly around the token.
He knew what the word "opportunity" meant.
An opportunity bestowed by a god would become the foundation of the Angel Clan's