The long-lost winter snow of the Mortal World, as if from another lifetime.
The winter sun was not harsh. Baili An, now at the Crossing Tribulation Soul Awakening Realm, although a corpse demon, no longer felt the sun's rays like a deadly poison burning his skin.
Brief exposure to sunlight wouldn't cause his skin to fester.
Though the faint sunlight on his skin still felt like a subtle pricking pain.
Baili An opened the Glazed Umbrella, controlled his sword, and flew out of the mountain valley, gazing upon the vast mountains and uninhabited borderlands.
After flying for a while, Baili An finally saw a human town.
This was the kingdom of mortals, and Baili An, not wanting to cause too much commotion, chose to land in a secluded forest near the town.
After all, Baili An had only awakened as a corpse demon for just over a year and was unfamiliar with the geographical distribution of the Four Seas' nations. Though he was in the Mortal World now, he did not know where he landed.
