Yuqing tilted her head, looking at Zhang Ze, and only after a long time did she speak, "Then everything depends on you, my lord."
...
White Emperor City.
A beam of light shot out from the White Emperor's residence, pointing straight at the sky, but halfway up it turned from bright to dark, dyeing the sky into an eternal night.
Outside the city, the wind howled and snowstorm raged, while inside the city everything was peaceful, except for a large ditch plowed by the Nine-tailed Fox during a beating, everything else was quite normal.
Sister Wang, Demon Venerable of the Liushan Wolf Race, sat in front of the main gate of the White Emperor's residence, staring blankly at the snowstorm outside the city.
Beside her, the sound of chains clinked as two spectral White Wolves escorted a little monk bound in ice chains over.
Though a prisoner, the little monk was not at all afraid; he squinted around, surveying the uninhabited White Emperor City.
