Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Hong Tianfu froze for a moment before quickly recovering.
Although Xu Zimo and Hong Tianfu did not intend to make a move yet, the five people ahead remained on guard against them.
The three Young Men watched Xu Zimo and Hong Tianfu warily.
Meanwhile, the old man and the young girl went to where the volcano had erupted.
The young girl wore a light blue long robe and looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.
She seemed to have only recently stepped onto the path of cultivation.
The old man had a gray-white beard, while all the black hair atop his head was tied behind him.
He looked vigorous and spirited, dressed in a greenish-blue robe.
"Uncle Ming, I'll have to trouble you," the young girl said softly, her face still childish.
"Miss, I'll give it a try," the old man called Uncle Ming nodded.
"This broken sword has already been tainted by ferocity. It won't be easy to subdue."
After speaking, Uncle Ming took a snowflake-shaped object from his Storage Ring.
Or perhaps it was simply a snowflake.
Xu Zimo watched from the side with great interest.
"Thousand Mountain Snow!"
He had not expected them to have even prepared such a thing. Thousand Mountain was a snow mountain.
A famous mountain shrouded in ice and snow all year round.
It was said that long ago, Thousand Mountain had been no different from any other ordinary mountain range.
Later, a demon beast called the Lingyu Beast underwent its tribulation atop the mountain.
Unfortunately, the heavenly tribulation was too fierce, blasting the Lingyu Beast to death on the summit.
After the Lingyu Beast died, its corpse sank and decayed within the mountain. In the end, because of its natal essence—
The high altitudes here were blanketed in