In the midst of the snowstorm, the Snow Maiden walked barefoot on the snowy ground.
Unlike the Warrior, she didn't need to remove her clothes to climb the mountain. Instead, she preferred the feel of stepping on the snowy ground with bare feet, which brought her joy.
But now, she couldn't feel joy.
The hood covering her head had been blown away to the back by the wind, and her loose hair danced in the air.
On her way, she saw no trace of Lin Yun—it meant that Lin Yun hadn't taken the path of trial.
Where could he have gone?
The least turbulent path of the Snow Mountain Divine Power was indeed the trial path. In other places, even she, the Goddess who resonated most with the Snow Mountain Divine Power, would find it extremely difficult to tread.
"No, perhaps he took that most dangerous route. I must go find him!"
In the depths of her being, the Snow Maiden felt that it was time for her to embark on that path.
