Snow suddenly fell down from the clear sky, and onto the land stretching for ten thousand kilometers.
Thick snow flakes were like burnt bulrush ashes dancing, occupying the whole blue sky above. The city cooled down fast and became extremely cold. The ice dam on house eaves became chillier and chillier. The ice in the lake was creaking, and even the water in the well at the mouth of the alley was frozen.
Ning Que stood in the storm and snow, with thick snow on his black academy uniform. He was like a bridge which would be snapped anytime soon by the heavy snow accumulated on it.
He was the bridge of this fight. Chang'an City was waving his sword through him to attack the Abbey Dean. But now that the Abbey Dean's Quietus had been sucked inside by Ning Que through the Practice of Taotie, the Quietus was amplified countless times, or it had become a real thing that was hanging above Chang'an City.