In the endless misty snow, a white-clad youth stepped out, endless snowflakes gathered like flowing light sweeping over the ground, swirling in the void, casting the youth as if a deity had descended.
"It can't be him!"
Numerous elders of the Divine Maiden Sect looked at that astounding figure, though they had a guess in their hearts, they kept shaking their heads in disbelief, thinking that it couldn't be the youth they were imagining.
It's known to the upper echelons of the Divine Maiden Sect that the other party had just been seized by the Demon Realm some months ago, even if he escaped and returned, he should have perished in the territory of the Divine Sword Sect, so how could he appear on the icefield?
Actually, what the Divine Maiden Sect didn't want to believe most was the presence of the Demon Realm's Holy Legion and its vast army appearing like heavenly soldiers and generals behind that youth.
