The night in the icy cave of Jiyu is very cold, yet amidst the chill, there is faintly a trace of intense yang heat contained within.
Extreme cold births yang, extreme yang births cold.
This is a derivation of rules, a cycle of tao, yet within this realm, it is manifested.
However, the cultivators who can see this and sense this rule are indeed few in this plane.
Zhou Yan saw it and sensed it too, but these rules are already of little use to him—back in the Sword Void Nine Transformations Realm, he had thoroughly comprehended this rule.
Thus, this realm is more like a pleasant and comfortable environment to him.
Though, in truth, his heart is far from being comfortable and pleasant.
The clear wind roared past, lifting thin layers of snow from the ground, whirling them up into the sky, swaying and drifting.
The divine origin power energy in the world ripples occasionally like water waves, creating shimmering halos.
