The Hands of Creation

"There’re a lot of rumors regarding Freezing Sky Clan’s ninth summit. Since I’m here today, I might as well see whether those rumors are true…" the person wearing the bamboo hat said with a cold sneer at the foot of the ninth summit.

"I don’t understand just how this unassuming Su Ming could make senior brother Si Ma pay so much heed to him. He even sent me a long distance letter and used that one favor I owe him to make me come here and take away something from him."

The moment the person took a step up the ninth summit through the blizzard, his entire body seemed to have blended together with the snow. The blizzard in the sky suddenly turned into a human face and let out a low, savage growl at the ninth summit. That growl became the wind the lifted up the snow.

The moment the person stepped on the mountain, the entire ninth summit seemed to tremble.