At the 34th level of Dragon God Tower, chilly winds howled in the brilliant white snow.
This was a world completely covered in snow and ice. As far as the eye could see, it was a total expanse of white.
Underneath the feet was a thick layer of snow while tall, lofty ice mountains were in the distance. Crystal-clear snowflakes floated and scattered about with the wind, dancing as they did so.
"A single pear blossom puts down the begonia, and thousands upon thousands of pear blossoms bloom. There's only one word to describe this—beautiful!"
Meng Lei stepped on the waist-deep snow, producing crisp crunching sounds as he did so. With light taps of his feet against the ground, he started to hop about on the surface of the snow.
As a southerner that lived near the sea, he had only seen snow a few times since he was young. Upon seeing such a beautiful snowscape, he found it especially novel and interesting.
