The Northern Territory stretched vast, Baixue boundless.
Shattered clouds were blown down by the wind, drifting and scattering, piling upon the ground in an endless expanse of white.
This thousand-mile plain wore a snow-white cloak of cold, and that cloak in the wind scraped like a blade against bone, chilling people until they ached.
Amid that endless, vast Baixue, a figure in red carried someone on her back, walking into the bitter wind...
Step by step, stumbling and staggering.
The howling wind and snow seemed to have no pity for them, whistling out a song of "Northern Cold."
Everyone knew the Northern Territory was cold, yet they did not know that within that cold, affection could burn hot.
"Who... are you?" Su Mo asked weakly, lying against Gu Yu's back.
Gu Yu turned her head, gently brushed the fallen snow from Su Mo's white hair, and continued onward...
"Me... I'm your Senior Sister!"
The bewilderment in Su Mo's eyes would not disperse. The bitter wind swept over him, making him shiver with cold.
"Then who am I?"
Gu Yu looked sorrowful and remained silent for a long time.
The power of rules for leaving the Ghost Gate had never fully taken shape. Insufficient spiritual power to invoke it had caused the power of rules to break.
The breaking of the power of rules had plunged them both into void turbulence, and in the end, grievously wounded, they had fallen into this vast Northern Territory.
Su Mo's spiritual power had been exhausted, and his divine soul severely injured. Without spiritual power in his body amid the void turbulence, even his Giant God body had been torn until he was barely breathing... as though he might die at any moment.
He had already used his divine body to withstand the backlash of