Two days ago, heavy snow fell wildly in Heyuan Prefecture, with ice particles and snow dropping together, making it unusually cold. Today, the weather cleared, and the world was pure white, so bright it dazzled the eyes, making the interior appear dark and unclear by contrast.
This complemented Liang Qu's strange state after coming out of seclusion.
"Hmm..."
Yang Xu's head felt dizzy for a moment. He rubbed his eyes hard and found that his junior brother was still standing there, unchanged.
However, when he focused his gaze and stared intently again, that once stable figure became hazy once more, with a phantom-like glimmer around its edges, giving an even stronger sense of lightness.
Ordinary people might think this was a hallucination from prolonged fatigue.
But as a Great Martial Master of Hunting Tiger, his essence solid, how could he make such a rash judgment?
"Junior brother, what is this state of yours..."
