In this murky, dark world, the dazzling white is more piercingly cold and glaring than the sun that never existed.
Thick ice layers stretch for miles frozen.
The snow-capped mountains, which should have been devoid of life, lie riddled with countless corpses strewn haphazardly.
More than half of the bodies are already buried by the blizzard, yet the scarlet bloodstains seeping into the ice and snow are hard to erase entirely.
From a bird's-eye view, it's as if vast fields of red spider lilies bloom in a pure white hell, heralding a desperate battle that took place not long ago upon these snow mountains.
Signs of a brutally fierce collapse mark the nearby glaciers, and one snow peak is even severed in half, as if a celestial sharp blade came down from the skies to cut it asunder. What immense power is this!
Not long ago, You Huang led several Demon Generals to besiege Xue Yinzhou, engaging in a fierce battle where the sky went dark and the earth shattered.
