Out of the Sword Tower

Soon after, a voice that seemed to reach out from ancient times resounded in his mind and Yu Nianzhen was yanked into a blizzard.

'Why does this feel like the infinite blizzard sword intent?' He thought and then shook his head.

Although the blizzard was familiar, there were no sharp winds or feeling of danger.

Compared to the infinite blizzard sword intent, this blizzard felt ordinary.

At a loss, Yu Nianzhen looked around and finally saw an old man.

The old man was sitting cross-legged and had his eyes closed as if comprehending the blizzard.

'Is he the owner of the infinite blizzard sword intent?' Yu Nianzhen couldn't help but wonder.

From the old man, he could feel the aura of the infinite blizzard sword intent.

The aura was transcendental and seemed to be born from the person rather than acquired by the person.

'I get it.' Yu Nianzhen suddenly understood.