86 Drawing the Sword to Become a Human God

In the land basked with darkness, snowflakes fell one after another onto the ground.

It was as if the heavens had sprinkled a dash of snowflakes to cover the filth of the world with its pure white sheen.

Despite such a snowy and cold night, the land within a radius of tens of thousands of miles around Wolf Storey Mountain remained active. The people in the Wolf Storey Mountain were all in their rooms, surrounding their stoves while chatting.

They all looked forward to their gains after plundering the Yuhua God Dynasty.

But no one expected that a sword energy would suddenly shoot over from afar.

Like a thunderclap, it streaked across the sky.

The cold sword energy illuminated the night, its brightness was reflected within the retinas of those that witnessed its fleeting might.

They seemed to have seen the purest thing in the world.

It was so beautiful, flawless, and surreal.