The falling snowflakes from the sky grew denser, the streets began to howl with wind. Just a while ago, this place was a clear, calm winter night, but now it felt as if the entire block was engulfed by a snowstorm. Moreover, the mist lingering on the streets not only didn't dissipate but gradually thickened to the point where even buildings tens of meters away were no longer visible.
Yu Sheng felt as if the "boundaries" of the entire world were becoming blurred, many things in his perception were mixed together, and he even felt as if the ground beneath his feet had turned into a floating illusion.
But just then, ghostly blue foxfire suddenly appeared in the snowstorm. The fires, filled with spiritual power, seemed to form some complex array, swirling and flying amidst the snow and wind. Where the foxfire passed, runes ignited out of thin air, and for a moment, the mist and snow around them cleared.
