Chapter 165: Deepest Fear

The disciple in front of me disappeared. The pavilion I was sitting in vanished. I was standing on the snow-covered peak of Mount Hua, gusts of cold winter wind whistling past my face.

I shivered a little, and I lifted my foot to take a step forward. The snow beneath me crunched, packing down into a footprint trailing behind me. I looked around in amazement. This was unlike any vision I had seen before. Instead of a scene that I could only watch, this one made me part of it, and everything was so vivid that I could even feel the cold air and smell the frozen dirt. Undoubtedly, it would make whatever it was about to show me feel as real as life.

"Devil!" A scream suddenly sounded from a distance. I swirled, catching a glimpse of a few figures over the summit, the sound of their swords clashing echoing over the barren mountaintop. "Abomination!" Another scream followed. A girl's laugh trailed the voices, clear and bright.