Snow-covered land.
Endless cold winds.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in silver, with a piercing chill.
Air currents swept everywhere between heaven and earth, creating an eerie wail.
What a silvery world.
A flash of light, and a massive rift appeared in the sky.
The bodies of Jiang Shi and the others suddenly emerged from the rift, falling toward the ground, quickly crashing into the thick snow.
Jiang Shi looked up, frowning.
"Where is this place?"
"Where have we ended up?"
"Such dense ice and snow? This must be the Central State, right?"
The Eight Great Zodiac Gods nearby spoke up.
"Daoist Master Xuan, what place is this?"
Jiang Shi rubbed his finger over the ring, inquiring.
Waves of white light shone.
Daoist Master Xuan's body slowly emerged from the ring, transforming into human form, looking in all directions, his brow furrowing. He soon rose into the sky, an immense Soul Power radiating from his brow, spreading like ripples in all directions.
