A pitch-black, cold winter's night.
No stars, no moon; only frost and snow.
The clatter of hooves cracked through the Snow Forest as three tall horses galloped at top speed, their six deep-sea blue gazes scanning the terrain ahead.
In such extremely harsh weather, a normal person would find it difficult to get their bearings.
But Xia Fangran had taught at Songjiang Soul Martial University for twenty years, constantly traveling between the Wall and the university. His Lifebound Soul Beast, the Snow Night Shock, had truly reached the point where the old horse knew the way. It could probably complete the journey with its eyes closed.
Rong Taotao covered his mouth and nose, doing his best to circulate the Frost Snow Attribute Soul Power throughout his body to shield himself from the wind and snow, all while diligently absorbing Soul Power and cultivating his Soul Technique.
