Within a world of snow and ice, An Lin continued forward even as the icy wind scratched his face like knives.
The light of dawn had already appeared over the Holy Glacial Lands as the sun peeked over the horizon, but it was obscured by a thick layer of snow clouds.
There were a few dozen members of the Vermilion Bird Sect who had broken through the defensive lines, but they suddenly lost sight of the snow maidens upon arriving in this world of ice and snow.
"They must have some sort of presence-concealment spell technique; it's impossible for them to have fled so far within such a short time," Elder Zhu's beard swayed like flames in the wind as he spoke in a solemn voice.
"Elder Chen Ling, we're counting on you." Elder Ji turned to an elder with long white hair.
The elderly man nodded before making his way to the center of the group.
A mirror then appeared in his hand.
"Mirror of heaven and earth, guide me with your stars!"
