In a certain area of Cold Heart City, a cold wind was blowing, creating a bone-chilling wind. The violent snow fell from time to time, dyeing the ground silver and frosted.
However, the surroundings of Cold Heart City were dyed red with blood. Many roars kept sounding out. Upon closer inspection, Cold Heart City was actually surrounded by a densely dark aura. The ground was filled with the corpses of thousands of cultivators. Blood was flowing out of these cultivators' bodies.
"Chen Hui, let's return to the Divine Realm first. We are not his match, if we were to go now, we can still escape. However, if we were to stay here and delay any longer, he'll come chasing after us and we might have to bear some unknown consequences that'll not be in our favor!"