"Lu Xing, you don't have a Magic Treasure yet. Earlier, I snatched a Space Ring that contains some materials. When I have time, I will help you craft a Magic Artifact."
"Thank you, Master Xie," Lu Xing bowed.
Lin Mo shook his head helplessly. The Jiuxian Immortal had departed to the west on his crane, not only entrusting the Star Sect to him but also leaving Lu Xing in his care.
As they ventured deeper into the Great Snow Mountain, the wind and snow grew even more intense. Lin Mo activated his True Essence Shield to envelop both Lu Xing and Yingzi, allowing them to walk freely, but suddenly, Lin Mo stopped in his tracks.
"Following us for so long, don't you plan to show yourself?"
Lin Mo's voice, calm and faint, spread clearly across the snow mountain, in an environment filled only with the sound of wind and snow.
Yingzi and Lu Xing both furrowed their brows and looked around; all they saw was an endless expanse of blinding white. There seemed to be no one else around.
