A seasoned man dressed in white was guarding the entrance.

This middle-aged man emitted an immense aura. His robe was neat and simple. However, it looked extraordinary on him; he made it seem like armor instead.

It wasn’t this robe accentuating his aura, his aura was the thing embellishing its fair color. He looked just like a general in his battle uniform!

He sat by the entrance with a spear on his knees. It acted like a mountain range, blocking everyone off from the snow valley. No one dared to take half a step forward.

This man was quite famous since he was Meng Zhentian’s leading disciple. He began to follow Zhentian at a young age and weathered many storms together. He has personally witnessed Zhentian’s glorious life. Because of this, Zhentian...