It was indeed heavy snowfall which filled the entire sky. The whole of Mount Putuo was soon covered in white, and the millennial temple and the violet bamboo groves were soon buried underneath.
The sudden change from midsummer climate to being sealed in ice and snow was completely unprecedented. Not once in a thousand years had such a bizarre change occurred.
Chu Feng stood at the peak and gazed towards the skies and then at the surrounding lands. He was looking out for any potential changes.
Qian Jia stood on one side with a solemn expression. He hadn’t expected the second upheaval to arrive so suddenly and so soon.
A white-robed Jiang Luoshen was also there. She appeared somewhat nervous, not knowing what would happen to the world after these changes. Would the world remain as she remembered?
