The world was covered in pure white snow. Chen Lingjun and Zuoqiu Xue sat side by side beneath a strong ancient tree while three cups of hot tea were placed on the table before them. Moreover, a faint fragrance drifted up from the tea along with thick steam.

Chen Xi sat on the other side of the table, and he was speaking tirelessly about everything he’d experienced throughout these years. Even though he spoke concisely, Chen Lingjun and Zuoqiu Xue were still listening in an extremely serious manner.

Chen Lingjun sighed with emotion when Chen Xi finished. “An unexpected change in the Heaven Dao. That’s an unprecedented calamity. Such circumstances can really be described as one where the gods are like weeds who might be uprooted at any moment.”

Zuoqiu Xue glared at him and said, “What’s wrong with you? Why’re you sighing incessantly at a time like this?”

Chen Lingjun couldn’t help but chuckle, and then he started to speak about the important matters at hand. “I’ve heard from Chen Taichong. The Battle of Dao Protectors this time is unlike the battles of the past, and the five high level clans have actually come to an agreement with the Sovereign Sect to act against you. So, they’ll definitely...