Huo Poyun was clad in flaming red clothes, and he wasn’t alone. Following behind him were the three sect masters who once ruled the Flame God Realm before pushing Huo Poyun to become the Flame God Realm King, the Vermillion Bird Sect Master Yan Wancang, the Phoenix Sect Master Yan Juehai, and the Golden Crow Sect Master Huo Rulie.

The arrival of the four strongest profound practitioners of the Flame God Realm brought a wave of violent heat to the snow region.

Mu Huanzhi had been waiting for them, and the moment they arrived he immediately walked up to them and swept a glance at their faces. Then, he asked a question everyone knew the answer to, “Welcome, Flame God Realm King, sect masters. Why have you come to the Snow Song Realm today?”

No one answered his question.

Huo Poyun was staring forward with calm eyes, his face devoid of any expression. The three Flame God Realm sect masters wore complicated expressions on their faces, and Huo Rulie stepped forward to speak to Huo Poyun in a low tone, “Poyun, listen to me, this is the last time I’m—” 

“Save it. I’ve already made up my mind!” Huo Poyun cut him off curtly.

“You!” Huo Rulie nearly crushed his own teeth right there and then.

Huo Rulie was a fierce and stubborn man. Once he made up his mind on something, he would never back down. It was a trait every man and woman in the Flame God Realm and the Snow Song Realm were aware of.

Huo Poyun wasn’t as fierce as Huo Rulie was, but he definitely outdid his master in the stubbornness department.

Mu Huanzhi frowned a little before saying, “I’ll inform the sect master right away.”

“No need,” Huo Poyun said seriously while looking up a little. “Here is fine.”

The snow suddenly stopped, and an invisible, soundless pressure pressed down from above. The three sect masters lost their breath as their vision darkened.

A pitch-black figure slowly appeared before Huo Poyun’s eyes.

No one knew when he appeared...