Following the map, Ling Ya arrived at the Snow Demon Sect's mountain gate.
Above the lintel, the two ancient characters for "Snow Demon" seemed coated in a layer of frost that would never melt.
Ling Ya stood silently outside the gate, his ink-black fitted clothes forming a stark contrast against the pure white surroundings. He neither called out nor stepped forward to knock. He merely closed his eyes slightly. Then a vast, overwhelming pressure of Titled Douluo-level soul power erupted outward with him at its center!
This was no attack, yet it made hearts tremble more than any attack could.
The air instantly grew thick and heavy. The fierce wind howling through the mountain forest seemed to have its throat seized by an invisible force and abruptly faltered.
The pressure remained concentrated, carrying the chilling menace of the ice attribute and the deep reserves of Titled Douluo-level soul power. Like a tangible tsunami, it pressed steadily toward the Snow Demon Sect's mountain gate.
This was a courtesy, but also an announcement that a Titled Douluo had arrived in person!
Inside the gate, warning soul tools sounded alarm after alarm. The next instant, someone heaved the heavy stone doors open from within.
"Who goes there? How dare you attack our Snow Demon Sect!"
"Enemy attack!"
Amid a jumble of footsteps and shouts, more than twenty bare-chested men streamed out, their knotted muscles like granite.
Every one of them brimmed with vitality and possessed a powerful physique. They were clearly strength-oriented soul masters. With a sweep of his gaze, Ling Ya saw that their martial souls were not uniformly the Snow Demon Body, but various strength-oriented beast martial souls such as bears, tigers, and rhinoceroses. Most ranged from Soul Ancestor to Soul Emperor in cultivation.
This was hardly surprising. The young master