In the silent, snowy night, heaven and earth seemed dusted with silver frost, and all was still as death. The biting wind swept through the forest like an enraged beast, kicking up layers of accumulated snow that swirled through the air like white vortices. Unable to withstand the wind's fury, the thick snow piled high on the tree branches came crashing down in a flurry. One heavy clump struck Ye Feng square in the face.
The sudden, chilling impact was like a sharp ice blade piercing his skin, instantly jolting him from unconsciousness.
"Where am I?"
Chapter 55