C1258 Zhangsun Gan

Ten days later, in a snow-capped mountain range, there was a small cave at the waist of one of the tallest snowy mountains. Ye Tian was sitting cross-legged in the cave, meditating.

Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes and raised his head to look outside the cave. The bitingly cold wind blew heavy snowflakes all over the white world. Other than that, there was nothing else