The blizzard was too intense. Even though the males huddled closely, a cold wind still cut across Wen Shu's cheek, bringing a sharp sting.
She pulled aside her robe and looked out through the gap, seeing the world covered in flying snow, drawn into slanted lines disappearing rapidly backward.
Nan had transformed into his beast form, carrying them toward the Royal City, but the snow was so heavy it obscured the vision. Considering this, Yining was standing on the back of the Snowy Owl, guiding the way.
Meanwhile, dozens of bird beasts flew arduously around them.
This was the biggest snowfall they had encountered since arriving in the Yisha Empire.
Has the Divine Tree reached its limit?
Wen Shu gazed at the thick snow lines in the air, worry budding in her heart.
Luckily, as they approached the Royal City, the snow gradually lessened.
