The Rear Mountain Square of the Snow God Palace.
The place was a sea of people, their voices a boiling roar.
Thousands upon thousands of Snow God Palace disciples surrounded a massive circular arena in the center of the square, shouting encouragement.
A thin, aqua-blue light barrier encircled the arena. Inscribed texts drifted across it, giving off powerful restriction fluctuations.
At that moment, two white-robed women were fighting fiercely in the center of the arena.
Both were in the Source Emperor Realm and possessed exceptional strength. One wielded a sword, the other a pair of sabers.
Each drew upon astonishing heaven and earth power, unleashing all manner of sharp attacks as they clashed, drawing gasps from the crowd from time to time.
Meanwhile, east of the arena, atop a Lookout Tower that soared into the clouds.
Accompanied by the two palace masters, Yingxiao and Ninghua, Gu Chenfeng stood on the high platform.
He looked through a restriction light barrier that blocked outside scrutiny toward the arena in the center of the square.
His gaze merely swept over the two women fighting.
Then it shifted toward one of the eight figures sitting cross-legged at the edge of the arena, eyes closed as they prepared for battle.
She was a woman of pure, otherworldly beauty, her features as exquisite as a painting. With dark lashes, an elegant nose, and cherry-red lips as luscious as fresh petals, she was truly an outstanding beauty.
Yet her lovely eyes were tightly closed, and the delicate contours of her face carried a chill that warned strangers away, making her seem difficult to approach.
The instant Gu Chenfeng saw her, a ripple involuntarily stirred in his seemingly casual, indifferent gaze.
The female palace master Ninghua happened to catch this. Smiling faintly, she introduced them to Gu Chenfeng.