Outside the Evergreen Pavilion, the world was still filled with wind and snow.
The giant eagle soaring in the sky suddenly let out a cry, as if some command it was following was abruptly interrupted.
Its claws gripping the maiden suddenly released.
The maiden, who had just crossed a mountain ridge, fell from the swirling snow clouds.
The Glazed Umbrella in her hand suddenly opened with a bang.
As her body fell rapidly from the high sky, it became very light at the moment the umbrella opened.
The edge of the umbrella scattered a spray of snow ripples, and beneath the vast and boundless cold sky, the clouds brushed past her blue silk garments, and with a gust of wind and snow, it vanished without a trace.
The maiden landed and knelt weakly on the ground, her knees powerless.
The wound that had suddenly torn open on her abdomen was still bleeding, and the rampant snake venom had already damaged her internal organs.
