บท 391: Chapter 255: Divine Martial_1

"Hoo hoo!"

That night, under the vast dark sky, the north wind howled bleakly as snowflakes began to fall.

A dilapidated temple welcomed a group of travelers.

Three people.

Leading them was a young man in white, his demeanor as exquisite as jade, strikingly handsome, his robe whiter than snow, flawless and with minimal decoration—only a Jade Pendant at his waist, from which a gleam of light flowed and a faint fragrance emitted. Within his stern demeanor, there was a hint of nobility, suggesting he might be a son of some duke or prince.

Following the youth were two burly men, immensely tall and huge, like bears or giants.

Each of the two men carried something on their backs, rectangular and roughly the same height as themselves, covered tightly with black cloth. Whatever was underneath was a mystery, but a cold aura seeped out, chillier even than the snowy winter night.