Chapter 393
At the ice- and snow-covered borders of Esin, amid a pristine white mountain range, somber clouds blanketed the sky, allowing only faint traces of light to filter through.
Snowflakes fluttered down. At the summit of the tallest peak, a gleaming white tower pierced the clouds, extending straight toward the heavens.
Its exterior was as smooth and flawless as a mirror, clad in circular white crystal panels spanning hundreds of meters. Through this translucent outer layer, a frozen spiral staircase was faintly visible, winding from the base to the tower's upper half. Not far from this towering structure, two figures trudged slowly but steadily across a frozen lake.
In this desolate wasteland—uninhabited for dozens of kilometers in every direction—temperatures had plummeted to minus sixty degrees. Without thermal gear, an ordinary person would freeze solid in less than ten minutes.
Yet, bizarrely, the two figures crossing the ice wore no winter clothing whatsoever.
One wore a simple white short jacket and matching cotton trousers. He was tall and burly, with a black longsword tucked at his waist. The other, a woman with an innocent face and a strikingly voluptuous figure, wore a floor-length black-purple dress far better suited to a summer evening.
They were Lin Hui and Fairy Xinghua, who had flown straight from the Eastern Continent without a moment's rest.
In truth, had Lin Hui not needed a guide to pinpoint the exact location, he could have outpaced any airplane and arrived well ahead of schedule at their destination—the Western Continent's legendary Heaven-Reaching Tower.
"There isn't a single soul within dozens of kilometers," Lin Hui noted, frowning. "Are you sure this is the legendary Heaven-Reaching Tower that connects directly to the Heaven Realm? Why are there no guards?"