144 scene-stealing youths

"Squeak, squeak..."

Lu Ran stepped on the snow-covered street, making a unique noise with each step.

The eerie stillness before a major battle was truly challenging to endure.

Besides listening to the footsteps of several people, Lu Ran could also hear someone's Night-slaying Great Saber continuously dragging through the snow, leaving behind marks.

However, the Night-slaying Great Saber wasn't in its owner's hand but was slanted on Deng Yuxiang's back.

This continuous snowy trail of saber marks was a result of the saber playfully acting on its own.

It was as if it wanted to rip a huge gash in the earth, leaving nothing unscathed wherever the blade went.

Truly, the saber was as fierce as its owner.

Could this be a plus point?

At least it could sculpt the owner's image, right?

Lu Ran thought to himself as he aimed the camera toward that solitary figure in front.

"Boom, boom!" A sudden roaring sound came from the distance.