The last disciple of Snow Palace fell in front of the pure white cave. Lian Chengyue approached the pure white cave that had been regarded as a forbidden area by the followers of Snow Palace for hundreds of years and no one had approached it for hundreds of years. As soon as I got close to the cave, I felt a different feeling. There were white sand-like gravels under my feet, and the shimmering entrance of the cave seemed to be flashing with some mysterious aura.
Liang Chengyue strode into the cave. The cave was very clean, and the white and transparent cave walls were filled with a hint of cold air. It must have been the extremely precious Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade. There is no decoration in the cave, only the back of a woman meditating in the cave.
With long black hair, beautiful face, and jade-like skin, she looked as natural as if she had just fallen asleep. And this is the true face of the Saint of the Snow Land who has been worshiped by everyone in the Snow Palace for nearly three hundred years? Or... Her body?