A faint and elusive aura instantly traversed the distance between the two, yet the swirling breeze remained undisturbed.
In the human world, March is the season when peach blossoms stretch on and on,
Sometimes, walking on the road, a few petals of peach blossom will float along with the wind,
But now,
Between Gu Zhan and Liu Ziyuan, petals appeared as well, but unlike the usual peach blossoms of March, these drifting petals were flakes of snow,
The swirling breeze, too, suddenly turned icy and piercing,
As if, in that instant, time had rewound, returning to the depths of winter, snowflakes tumbling down, threads of frost appearing in the air, as if transparent glass was sealing the world,
All of this happened in but a fleeting moment,
It was merely the instant when Gu Zhan extended a finger and pointed from afar,
The air was sealed in ice in a breath's time,
