Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

The chicken flapped its wings, telling him to leave quickly, not to linger.

So, Chen Xuantian continued his journey, moving through the fog and wind, until the chicken on his head jumped a little.

We’re there.

So, Chen Xuantian emerged from the thick fog, seeing the white snow, the vast ice plains, and the towering mountains.

This place is...

No need for guidance, Chen Xuantian remembered and took a step forward.

It was as if someone turned the globe, the ice plains flying past before his eyes, like fleeting shadows, with Blood Shadow Divine Movement, crossing mountains in a flash, traversing snowy seas in an instant, arriving at a frozen lake that had appeared in Tie Dan’s memory.

Near the ice lake was an ice cave, with a child crawling on all fours, pouncing and leaping, playing and frolicking with a group of green-eyed, white-furred wolf cubs, barely feeling the cold of the snowy land, giggling and laughing joyfully.

"Tie Dan... actually knows how to laugh..."

Chen Xuantian couldn’t help but shiver, walking across the ice lake to Tie Dan’s side.

"Hey, wake up, it’s time for us to go."

But Tie Dan seemed not to hear, so Chen Xuantian reached out and tugged at him.