She was fast, but at the foot of the Kaelan Mountains, she ran into a wall made of snow.
Aurora Sinclair's steps halted.
"Master..."
Her voice traveled straight to the summit, echoing powerfully.
But there was no response from the mountain.
"Master, I'm coming up..."
This time, a sigh finally drifted down from the peak. "It's good that you're back."
Joy finally filled Aurora Sinclair's eyes. She said at once, "Master, I went to the Holy Mountain and obtained the Martial God's inheritance..."
The moment she said this, a commotion seemed to erupt on the summit, and a figure descended from the peak.
Master Aerion looked as if he had just climbed out of a block of ice, his body still covered in glistening ice shards.
However, he was wearing the Snow Wolf King's mask.
Aurora Sinclair seemed to press her lips together in displeasure.
"Has your body recovered?"
Aurora Sinclair nodded. "My meridians haven't healed, but I can perform Martial Cultivation without them."
