The sky was unbelievably clear, so much so that nobody could remember the last time they had such calm weather. However, the cold was still bone piercing and the landscape was still covered in snow like usual.

Outside Xuanyuan Lake on the snowy plains, Tianming was crossing swords with a man dressed in gold. His sparring partner seemed dashing and brave, and somewhat resembled Xuanyuan Dao. He was Xuanyuan Xuanyi, the son of Xuanyuan Dao.

Xuanyuan Xuanyi was forty-three this year and was a sixth-level life samsaran, making him a first-origin tribulation elder. Before the age of thirty, he used to be at the top of the Heaven Branch's ranking when he was at the fourth-level death phase. When...