The next day, the snow that had fallen for several days finally stopped, and the layer of snow covering the ground seemed to be draped in a gentle red gauze under the morning sunlight.
The bone-chilling cold still lingered in the air, yet Yan Jiuzhi felt a burning heat in his palm.
The white-jade Flying Palace in his hand was exquisitely crafted and magnificent. Both its appearance and functions were top-tier, and at a glance, it was clearly of immense value.
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