Chapter 65: The Great Demon, Rising Potential

Winter Solstice, heavy snow

Overnight, the ten thousand mountains gained a fresh face, a world dyed in layers of snow, the once vibrant mountains fell silent. However, even in the hibernating season, there is no lack of thriving places in the mountains.

It is a valley that is starkly different from the continuous mountain ranges. It is as if it is favored by the god of spring, with flowers blooming, birds and eagles cavorting, creating a lively atmosphere, all due to the perennial hot spring in the valley.

Deep within the valley, a gigantic black wolf of magnificent stature, comparable to the wild oxen in the mountains, coiled up. With each breath, it rhythmically inhaled the faint vital energy of the winter sun.

Throughout the valley, hundreds of wolves, big or small, frisked and frolicked, mates, with a minority trying to follow the rhythm of the creature known as Black Mountain, trying to draw the vital essence of the sun.