Meanwhile, inside the snow-covered Warg Valley.
Winter had come to Siberia. The entire valley was caked by a meter thick mixture of snow and ice. However, the azure light surged through the layer of ice and reached the sky.
A man was standing motionless inside the wash of light.
The man had black hair and was wearing a long flowy shirt. His eyes were devoid of any emotion and his body was translucent and incandescent at the same time, emanating a soft flow from within.
As soon as the man appeared, even the ravaging wind stopped howling. Instead, a gust of powerful energy spiraled out away from him, forming a roaring cyclone that circled about him.
"I wonder how long I have been cultivating in seclusion? How's Sister An and my parents?"
Chen Fan murmured to himself, as he looked down at his palm. His hand had turned into a piece of perfect azure jade. Through the translucent skin, he could see his bones, blood vessels and muscles silhouetted against a soft glow.
