Chu Yang stood by the cliff, looking at the familiar Wind Thunder Platform; he shook his head and smiled emotionally. "From the past life to present, the landscape remains the same yet the people have changed. Only this Wind Thunder Platform is still as it was."
It was freezing cold, and both the cliffs and the Wind Thunder Platform in the middle were covered with ice and snow.
An ordinary person would die easily at the slip of a foot.
Chu Yang looked at the surroundings with some nostalgia and said, "Back then, Mo Tianji stood right there watching, and the people who besieged me were ambushing, here, here, and there… at nine places in total."
