The cold wind was howling, and snow was fluttering. Everything in front of them was blanketed in white. They found themselves in the midst of a great snow mountain.
This is... the Great Snow Mountain on the west side of the Sea of Bones!
The Holy Mountain in the east, the Sea of Bones in the middle, and the Great Snow Mountain in the west form a straight line. It is an extraordinary region on Dragon Island. Xiao Chen didn't expect that these three places would have such significant links to each other.
Everyone was anxious, not knowing whether they had escaped the danger. It was dawn, the eastern sky was already pale, and the snow mountain was filled with raging winds and dancing snowflakes. This world of white snow was extraordinarily cold.
"Could there be a terrifying existence here, are we going… to be eaten as sacrifices?" one cultivator trembled. After facing the threat of death so many times in such a short period, his spirit had weakened and could not bear any more shocks.
