Half a month later, a vast blue demonic cloud swept across the sky, letting out irritable cries. 4

The wind howled, the land was in disarray, and the snow on the mountain peaks was scattering in all directions.0

After a long while, deep within the woods, movement stirred beneath the roots of an ancient tree. From it, a lone figure stepped out. No trace of aura lingered around him; his presence was so still it might have been mistaken for deadwood. He looked up toward the receding blue cloud and let out a long breath.0

This figure was none other than Luo Chen, who had stirred up tremendous chaos in the Great Snowy Mountains not long ago. After shaking off the Seven-Ring Snow Python's pursuit, he had slipped along in secret and entered the Ancient Plains Mountain Range. He had not expected that his Sky Roc True Form, the very same form that had saved him thus far, would attract the attention of a powerful demonic bird like the Azure Eaglet. It was fortunate that the creature, for all its speed and strength, was not skilled at tracking aura. With the help of his Perfected Mastery Spirit Suppression and the protection of the Turtle Spirit Armor, he had slipped into the dense forest, constantly shifting his aura until the eagle finally lost his trail.5

Even so, he had truly hit rock bottom again. His spirit power had nearly run dry, and the once-surging blood qi within him was now faint. The strength of his body could no longer sustain the Sky...3