The Strongest Opponent for Previous Life and This Life

It was still a snowland outside the mountain range, but this snowland wasn't the same as the one on the south side.

The fog was lighter here, because most of the fog had been blown into the mountains.

The temperature was even lower than it was inside the mountains. It seemed that sound itself could even be frozen here given how deathly quiet everything there was.

A black iron sword was flying soundlessly above the deathly quiet snowland, like a boat ready to cross the lifeless cold world.

The iron sword was really wide, so Jing Jiu could sit in the front with Bai Zao sitting behind him.

They had left the Cloudy Boat of the Center Sect and those swordsmen far behind them and out of their sights.