Yuan and Gu Kecheng were both teleported to a snowy arena, surrounded by towering white mountains, their knees buried in soft, pristine snow. Not only that, but there was an ongoing snowstorm so extreme that it blurred their vision.
'Whiteout! This is my favorite map!' A wide grin appeared on Gu Kecheng's face after seeing his most experienced arena.
This map not only hindered one's movement and vision but was also bitterly cold. Because of its extreme temperature, it was considered one of the most hated arenas available.
However, Gu Kecheng enjoyed the cold and had always won on this map, so his doubts vanished instantly.
The falling snow did not just block one's vision; it also had a unique characteristic that messed with one's divine sense, making it more difficult to find people.
As for the thick layer of snow on the ground, it reached their knees.
