Elder Hai's figure had completely disappeared without a trace. His Body Technique was incredibly exquisite; every step he took was precise and perfectly blended into nature. Fang Shuwen could have stopped him, but there was no need to do so. He remained seated on the stone stool. The tea in his cup had grown slightly cold, yet he paid it no mind, lost in thought.
He wondered, "A madman from the north... The north, the Northern Domain?
"No... It can't be the Northern Domain."
Fang Shuwen had made a trip to the Northern Domain and carved a path right through that section of the Jianghu. Although he knew from Baiyi that the Northern Domain still harbored hidden experts—a group of peerless old monsters who rarely showed themselves—those people alone could never form what was called a great tribulation.
He pondered, "But what if we go further north... The Great Ice Glacier!?"
