Behind her, layers of phantoms emerged.
There was a white mountain range stretching hundreds of miles.
There was a winding iceberg flowing endlessly.
And there was the melting ice and snow, all things reborn.
As if the time span had been elongated, all the icy and snowy scenes transformed at an extremely fast pace.
Only the silhouette within the phantom remained unchanged, like crossing the Long River of time.
Throughout Tiannan Province, everyone looked up in shock, staring blankly at the inverted phantom in the sky.
Suddenly,
snowflakes fell.
They filled the streets of many Sanctuaries, with children stretching out their palms to watch snowflakes land in their hands, jumping up excitedly, making snowballs, and playing around joyfully.
The Awakeners watched helplessly.
People in high positions were already inquiring everywhere.
Whether it was mountain forests, deserts, oceans, or volcanic environments, today, pure white snow fell everywhere.
