Chapter 41: Dominating Divine Skill

Outside the snowy mountains, the cold was piercing, and the rivers and mountains were covered in silver, with white waves looking magnificent. However, there was not a single trace of snow on Jialan Peak. The climate was as warm as spring, and even the cold wind could not blow here. Logically, the higher the mountain peak, the colder the wind, but the air on Jialan Peak seemed to be in a state of constant calm. Fang Han couldn't figure out why the airflow was fixed, and his admiration for Jialan's unfathomable mana grew in his heart.

Even Jialan admitted that he was inferior to Hua Tiandu, so Fang Han gained a new understanding of his opponent in his heart.

At this moment, Fang Han was sitting cross-legged in the Purple Bamboo Forest, cultivating the Spring Wind Wood Spirit Technique.