The rivers of the Imperial City surged with tumultuous waves. Countless Tower Ships and Painted Boats watched the snow drift and fall.
"Haha, the heavens are in upheaval, with this sudden wind and snow. Don't tell me the Wind Snow Sword Immortal has appeared in the world again."
On a Tower Ship, a young noble jested with a laugh.
"It's just an ordinary snow."
A nearby Grandmaster dismissed it.
When had the Wind Snow Sword Immortal ever acted without conjuring a vast and mighty blizzard, awesome as the might of heaven itself? He was an unparalleled Sword Immortal, a Deity in the Human World. How could his presence be so weak and drifting?
But this wind, this snow, truly was Su Chen.
Upon the river, Su Chen, clad in a Profound Robe, his black hair fluttering, Merged with heaven and earth. He walked slowly, one deliberate step at a time.
Just like that, he arrived upon a Treasure Ship.
The Second Realm of Power: Merging.
It was indeed powerful.
