Or rather… he was transported away.
Purple luminescence flowed between the inner walls of the cave, shrouded in invisible spiritual power.
This place had become a solid prison.
Outside the wind and snow, a tall figure slowly approached… Mr. Jin entered the Snow Cave and stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Bai Zesheng.
He looked at the empty Snow Cave and said coldly, "Is this really necessary?"
The Disaster Realm of this mausoleum now mingled with the spiritual power of Lord Divine.
The believers of the Wine God only needed to silently recite in their hearts through a token to resonate with that ethereal spiritual power... to fulfill certain simple wishes.
Such as walking normally in this Snowfield without violating the transportation rules of the Disaster Realm.
This was the reason why the Bai Family's Transcendents squad hadn't dispersed.
It was also the reason Bai Zesheng proposed… to find a quiet place with Bai Xiu for contemplation.
"The person I want to kill is just him."
