A biting cold wind blew, and the sky was filled with swirling snow.
In the snow-covered, deserted mountain forest, several figures searched around anxiously.
After looking around carefully, Su Bei still found nothing out of the ordinary. Frowning, he placed a jar containing a trace of breath into his Storage Ring, then glanced down at the lifeless corpse lying miserably in the snow. Judging by the clothing, the person must have belonged to some second-rate sect.
Chapter 161