The snow-covered landscape stretching across the mountains and plains was beautiful, resembling an otherworldly, aloof fairy. Yet, it was also deadly, carrying a freezing temperature that sought to Plunder the life of any creature exposed in the wilderness.
After running for nearly eighty kilometers, Su Mo came to two seemingly contradictory but entirely harmonious conclusions.
During his first thirty kilometers, after leaving the caravan and transforming into a swift road lizard to hurry on his way, he still had the mind to look around in the wind and snow, occasionally marveling at the greatness and God-like magic of nature. But past the thirty-kilometer mark, as his body temperature rapidly dropped and the snowflake "blades" slashed against him during his high-speed sprint, even Su Mo with his resilient spirit felt his scalp tingle!
