The aftershocks of the Frost Calamity swept across the Northern Frontier. The entire sky over the desolate prefecture grew dim and obscure, as gray-white snow clouds and frost mists smothered all things, as if threatening to merge the heavens and the earth into one.
Beneath the clouds, darkness reigned; even the most scorching sun could not pierce through, and seven pillars of Demonic Qi shot into the sky, carrying with them a profound and malevolent atmosphere.
Yet, within this very darkness, a wheel of mirror-light, as radiant as the sun, tore through the gloom, shattering all Demonic Qi.
Chapter 202