"Wow!" Bailu cheered.
Belobog's Outlying Snowfield.
March 7th looked left and right, seeing nothing but an endless expanse of white snow. Trailblaze Power was already taking effect, but this place seemed no different from their last visit. It was still covered in snow.
"This environment is indeed suitable for some training." Yanqing observed the frigid snowfield and nodded. Such an extreme climate was disastrous for ordinary people, but for him, it was a fine training environment.
"It's actually gotten a lot warmer here," Jiang Yu said, standing beside Yanqing. "It was even colder when we came last time. I checked Uncle Yang's monitoring records. Temperatures on Belobog have already started rising."
Yanqing nodded as he listened, then looked up at the sky. The next instant, his breath caught.
Yanqing saw that Belobog's sky presented an extraordinary sight. Heavy clouds churned around an enormous rift that stretched endlessly into the distance across the sky. Sunlight shone through it, and neither wind, snow, clouds, nor rain could alter that terrifying gap.
The straight, enormous, breathtaking wound in the sky resembled a terrifying canyon suspended upside down overhead. It was hard to imagine what sort of climate could produce such an astonishing natural spectacle.
So Yanqing concluded that this gulf had definitely not formed naturally.
He could sense a terrifying power within it. Although that power felt gentle on the surface, Yanqing could still discern something inside it... sharp as a sword's edge, ferocious as a raging storm.
Just as Yanqing was about to ask what was going on with it, he heard Jiang Yu speak beside him. "Oh! Why is that sword scar still there? I thought it would've disappeared ages ago, since Belobog's development has been going smoothly all this time. From the look of things now, it doesn't seem to