One month later.
The cold wind from the north became increasingly fierce. The howling snowflakes drifted between Heaven and Earth, and the inside of the mountains were covered in a layer of snowy-white. The thick snow weighed heavily on the trees, causing them to creak in the wind.
A figure approached from the distance, stepping on the thick layer of snow but, surprisingly, not sinking in. Instead, only a thin footprint was left on the surface of the snow.
"This Inner Strength is truly extraordinary. I've only practiced for a month, but my physical abilities have already improved in various aspects. Even my body movement has increased to a certain extent."
Lu Yuan jogged with small strides, occasionally glancing back at his footprints, feeling satisfied in his heart: "Walking on snow without leaving a trace, perhaps when I finish practicing the twelve meridians, I'll be able to do it."
