The Kunlun Mountain Range, the Land of the Far North in the Cultivation Realm.
This was a land of eternal frost, with glaciers as sharp as blades and winds as cutting as knives, a place that had not thawed for millions of years.
But today, this isolated, frozen world received several uninvited guests.
A man in black stood at the head of the group, his frame as rigid as cast iron.
He clutched five jet-black chains. At their ends, five Great Demons, battered and bruised, lay prostrate. Each radiated the ferocious Evil Qi of the Void Refining Realm, but now they could only manage low whimpers, their eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.
Beside the man in black stood a middle-aged man in a platinum-gold robe, his hands clasped behind his back and his gaze as sharp as a hawk's.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing out at the vast, endless snowy mountains before him as if searching for something.
"Found it."
