The white-haired woman led Max deeper and deeper into the frozen expanse of the ice region, her pace swift and confident as if she had walked this path a hundred times. Along the way, Max learned her name and identity—Sophia Whiteclaw, princess of the White Tiger Nation, one of the revered Four God Nations.
Her demeanor made more sense now: her strength, her noble bearing, and the calm confidence she exuded even in the midst of this perilous region.
As they flew, she explained her purpose for being here. She was searching for a seventh-grade treasure known as the Ten Thousand Years Frozen Lotus, a plant of unimaginable rarity and power.
"I need it to impact the Mythic Realm," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of determination and fatigue. "I've been trying to break through for ten years… and without this treasure, it might take even longer."
Max, surprised by her words, turned his head slightly. "It's that difficult to enter the Mythic Rank?"
