C1239 The End of the Day

The biting cold wind slashed against his body as if it were a blade, while the dark gray sky loomed so close it felt almost tangible.

Snowflakes danced in all directions, eventually dissolving upon the already snow-blanketed earth.

Chu Yang's gaze was fixed on several figures before him.

Each was cloaked in a voluminous black robe, seemingly carrying items that shielded their presence