The torrent of snow swept across the giant wall like a flood, akin to a heavenly waterfall cascading down. Silver Fox waved his hand, opening a pitch-black barrier that completely shielded against the heavy snow.
His gaze toward Gu Shen had already changed.
Initially, from Bai Xiu's description of Gu Shen, he merely thought of him as a rare genius like Little Xiuzi, encountered once in a century.
Now, he realized.
This kid is peculiar!
How many years has he been cultivating, and yet he's already differentiated five streams of heart flow power... Wouldn't he surpass me in two more years at this rate?
No, based on Gu Shen's recent state of mind, he doesn't need two years!
Gu Shen, sitting cross-legged, was unaware of these thoughts from Silver Fox.
He was immersed in the recent spiritual visualization.
