"This is... Great Lii..."
Under the northern snowfields.
In the Wind Snow Canyon, where even the strongest cultivators dare not set foot, a group of people wrapped in wind and snow slowly stepped into the territory of Great Lii.
Dozens of knights guarded a carriage.
The carriage hovered without wheels, even the horses were riding on clouds, exceedingly unusual.
"Just another human circle."
"I can't escape destiny at all."
"Miss..."
Someone inside the carriage gently lifted the curtain, a somewhat weak voice sounded.
However, strangely enough.
The surrounding knights were like puppets, without a word.
Riding stiffly south.
Only the leader had ghostly blue flames quietly burning in his eyes.
In the wilderness, sinister spirits watched them from the shadows.
Although it was daylight.
This place was near the Wind Snow Mountain Range.
