Snow Mountain Altar!
The one thing King Zhuanlun does every day is come here to meditate.
Besides that, like a kind of worship, he performs a ritual in front of the biggest statue, which is his mandatory routine.
Suddenly, heavy footsteps ascended the ice steps.
King Zhuanlun didn't need to look back to know who was coming, but he remained silent.
"Greetings, King Zhuanlun!"
The Vice Hall Master Basel of the Killing God Temple respectfully saluted King Zhuanlun.
King Zhuanlun opened his cloudy old eyes but still didn't speak. He just casually brushed off a bit of accumulated snow from the massive statue and held it in his hand.
This simple and unadorned gesture alone made Basel feel tremendous pressure!
