Snow Mountain, all ash flies away.
Heaven and earth, hollow and desolate.
Cui Zhen sits alone at the mountain top cliff, empty in his arms, looking numbly at the countless swirling bone snow before him.
Sorrow in his eyes, pain in his heart.
Along with the flying ash vanishing, turned into nothingness.
"..."
Gently exhaling a breath of turbid air.
The handsome Great Demon stands up, waves his sleeve, the bonfire shattered, the wine jar shattered.
Heavy snow flies.
This mountain top, all traces wiped clean.
The Tribulation Lord is the only Great Venerable in Howling Wind Valley.
In this battle's defeat, the Great Venerables of the Various Holy Lands will inevitably take action, dredge his remains, investigate the cause of his death... Cui Zhen was prepared from the moment he took action, he sealed the cross-void oscillations with secret patterns; even if the Demon Country Great Cultivator uses Divine Skills to trace Blood Qi, at most they can only find Fog Sea Ridge.
