Alex flew through the night sky, through what was a blizzard in its own right.
Whisker was staying in his robe, looking far in the distance at some possible light source. Anything that was less than a city, Alex wouldn't stay around in.
He would stop from time to time to catch some rest, and cultivate. But mostly, he was flying through the land, heading east, towards what he considered one of the most important places on this continent.
The Dao mountain.
A mountain that helped you in gaining dao was incredible, to say the least. There was some confusion about how a person not in the Saint realm could enter, but he would know about it when he arrived at the foot of the mountain surely.
The way he was headed, there was only a single town marked on the map. A nameless town that held the Frozen Heart sect.
