In the evening, Xiao Jie went to Chen Tianwen's place again. This time, he wanted to experiment with the newly learned spell—Gray Wolf Transformation.
Although it could also be performed on Huqiu Mountain, he felt that it would be safer at Chen Tianwen's place.
Chen Tianwen had grown accustomed to such requests and directly ushered him into the formation.
Xiao Jie looked around and saw nothing but endless ice and snow scattered with tall pine trees. The snow reflected the sunlight, making it glitter brilliantly, and even the icicles on the treetops looked as real as anything.
He felt as though he was truly standing in the midst of an icy plain; miraculously, he could even feel the biting cold air and the rich texture of the snow under his feet, which creaked with every step.
It must be said that Chen Tianwen's formation was becoming more and more astonishing.
"Are you ready?" Xiao Jie asked solemnly, standing amidst the snowy forest.
"I'm ready," replied Chen Tianwen.
