Such temperature is still not cold enough for snow.
So, there's no snowstorm here. Compared to Mountain God Mountain over there, the climate here is quite pleasant.
Everyone is beaming with smiles; their choice was indeed correct. At least the environment here is much better than over there.
In fact, some people chose to come here because they didn't want to live on the territory of a deity.
After all, deities—although humans inherit the Divine Format to become gods—even if they still have humanity now, that might not be the case in the future.
"Caw!" The Funeral Crow was naturally also teleported here. It flapped its wings and soared into the sky, joyfully cawing.
Previously, it lived in a very deep underground river with many kin, hibernating for a long time, until a loud noise awoke it.
Most of its kin died; it is one of the few surviving underground crows. When it was not very intelligent, it wandered aimlessly in the dark storm.
