The violet Thunderous Vigorous Qi wrapped around the broken Jade Dragon; this landscape, originally the farewell Dyke of ten miles, where spring brings a thousand willow branches like jade threads, is now crushed by the Qi Mechanism of fierce battling, with willow trees grown for decades being severed at the waist by a flake of snow and collapsing heavily to the ground.
Dugu Mohe's pair of eerie, red-tinted eyes squinted, looking at the youth standing in front of Li Wu, saying blandly: "It's you."
"I remember you."
"Back then, you teamed up with a woman, both of you wearing masks."
On Jade Pot Mountain in the Northern Frontier, Wang Anfeng once crossed paths with Dugu Mohe during his first descent.
