The moment Xuanming emerged into the world, the snow that had swirled down for thousands of years finally stopped.
In the north.
Northern Territory Holy City.
For the first time, the residents at the edges of the Holy City's territory saw the vast land after the wind and snow had ceased. The grandeur of that moment moved them.
In the south.
Countless people stepped out of their homes, gazing at the scene after the wind and snow had ceased, all too astonished to speak.
The True Dragons who ruled the southern world felt the power that had inexplicably strengthened them during the calamity disappear.
That had been Xuanming's power unconsciously sheltering her own kind while she slept.
This winter calamity, which had spread for so many years, had actually benefited the Dragon Clan.
Several months later.
The blazing sun shone upon the mortal realm. The cold snow melted, the solid ice turned to water, and life returned to heaven and earth.
Yet neither the powerful church members of Northern Territory Holy City nor the True Dragons of the southern world took much joy in the world's revival.
They were all deeply wary of the powerful aura that had swept across the world several months earlier.
They knew that an existence they could scarcely withstand had awakened. Though they did not know why this being had yet to appear, there was no doubt that they could not resist such an existence.
Moreover, the fact that the wind and snow throughout the world had ceased because of that powerful being showed just how mighty this being was.
In their eyes, even a True God could not halt such a snowfall that blanketed the entire world!
Yet this powerful being had done it.
In truth, the winter calamity itself had been an outpouring