The November sky already heralded the arrival of winter.
Snowflakes danced and swirled in a thick flurry.
In just one night, the entire Central Continent was cloaked in white.
Two figures approached from outside Chaoge City, followed by an old yellow ox of immense stature and spirited eyes; one of them cradled a small black dog in her arms. It was a curious combination.
What was astonishing was that, despite the heavy snow, it seemed unable to land on their bodies, as if a luminous barrier was warding it off.
"Senior Sister, are we really going to seize the Demon Flower?" Zi Ji asked, her heart unsettled with worry.
They had finally escaped the imperial city. Shouldn't they keep a low profile at such a time? What if they were targeted by Chong Tower's people? Besides, she still carried the Yuan World... It was too dangerous.
The most important point was, weren't they supposed to find Senior Brother? What was so special about a Demon Flower worth seizing?
