All buildings on the surface had been spared none, with snow covering the earth as endlessly as a desert, not a single end in sight.
All the structures had vanished.
Vehicles didn't know where to go; not far after starting out, they would stop.
Su Mo stared blankly at everything before her, "There's... nothing left."
She couldn't help but lean against the window to look up at the sky, a sky so clear it seemed washed, a sun shining down upon the silver snow, glittering brightly.
An ultimate beauty, yet also one that could easily cause loss of direction.
Li Qian directly permeated the snowdrift below with his spiritual power before frowning and saying, "This snow is probably more than ten meters deep, the ruins and remnants buried beneath it."
Su Mo couldn't help but place her hand on the window, its bone-chilling cold making her draw back her hand sharply.
It was so cold, almost cold to the core.
