Chapter 305: A Small Display of Divine Skills (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

At dawn, the sky broke into light, blanketing the mountains in white.

Outside the Ninth Mountain Colonel Hall, the Soldier Armor was imposing, with an Armored Soldier standing guard every ten steps. Among them, a Red-armored Soldier with a hand on the hilt of his sword stood upright in front of the main door.

The wind carried snowflakes that twirled in the air, piling up on his helmet and around his neck, with eyebrows frosted over. Yet the man remained motionless, having stood there all through the night.

And on the steps in front of this Red-armored Soldier, a white-robed scholar kept pacing back and forth—untouched by the wind and snow.

Just then, with a creak, the solemn and weighty black doors of the hall opened without a breath of wind.

A warm breeze billowed out from within the hall, intertwining with the outer wind and snow, and in an instant a white fog swirled up.