Xiang Beifei followed Luo Shanyou into the Formation, while Duan Guyan continued guarding it. Before their eyes, the stars spun and shifted, no longer the void, but a transformed scene. Snowflakes danced everywhere, the air plummeted, extremely cold and gloomy.
These snowflakes drifted all around in the air but upon closer inspection, they were not ordinary snowflakes. They appeared black, distributed densely and in an orderly fashion, sometimes flashing with the light of formation lines, covering the outer layer of the Formation.
Xiang Beifei sensed the dancing snowflakes briefly, then frowned and said, "There's something wrong with this snow. How can you dare to use snowflakes condensed from the Ruishui River to protect this place?"
