Wu Xie's consciousness gradually sank, falling into a desolate wasteland covered in snow. A towering snow-capped mountain stood right there in the wasteland, seeming both close enough to touch and yet out of reach.
Surrounded by cold and loneliness, he wanted to find the source of the light, but no light appeared. Unsure of which direction to take, he simply walked on aimlessly.
After an unknown passage of time, the cold grew more intense, and his body felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, requiring a tremendous effort with every step he took.
Chapter 38