Li Xuanfeng held the small seal in both hands. He kneeled quietly on the ground and was feeling the cold touch in his palms. The seal was indeed small, it was only two fingers wide and three fingers tall.0

Coiled atop the seal was a strange serpent, somewhat similar to the Hooked Serpent Li Wushao back home. However, this one was densely covered in feathers, with two long wings extending downward to shroud the sides of the seal.0

Similar to a Hooked Serpent and with the seal’s name and Yuan Su’s Immortal Foundation in mind, could it be the legendary Pristine Water Feathered Serpent of old? thought Li Xuanfeng.0

The seal was a pale golden hue throughout, perfectly uniform without a single impurity. Threads of bluish light flowed across its surface. Simply holding it made the skin feel cold, as though it weighed nothing...0