An ear-piercing scream echoed in the dark, chaotic snowfields as though the wrath of nature's raging energy was building up its strength. The vengeful spirit realized that its foundation was being threatened. It had to halt its recovery process prematurely, and block these intruders. Meanwhile, Hao Ren was so preoccupied with the strange things in front of him, he almost forgot about the blizzard that gradually raging around them.
The sealed domain Vivian was talking about was a black rock or plateau.
There was nothing special about this piece of plateau. It was just a flat, circular platform that was a few yards across and it had traces of rough grinding. Obviously, it was Vivian's handwriting. What really caught the eye was the lilac light film that floated over the platform.
