The plain snow exploded into a mist, drifting between heaven and earth.
The entire cobblestone mountain path, like a giant dragon, started to roll and tremble, causing the copious amounts of accumulated snow on the path to surge down like an avalanche.
With a single step on the cobblestone, the aura of the old man in the lone sleeve changed completely.
It was as if he had awakened in an instant, like a tiger opening its eyes, earth-shattering.
A cry to pay respects to the mountain thundered like an explosion!
It stirred up a violent current of air, which blocked the many snow slides like a tide.
Thousands of dust clouds burst forth, resembling white river waves!
Then, the old man in the lone sleeve began to stride forward, and with just one step, his body shot up as if it were a cannonball.
His speed was too fast.
So fast it reached the extreme!
Faster than an arrow leaving a bowstring!
Whoosh—whoosh!
