C1034 The Second Half of the Prophecy

Chu Lin paused just outside the Fiendhold's grand formation, his gaze deep and his mind seemingly adrift.

Perched on his shoulder, Snow pouted, her large, sparkling eyes scanning the surroundings with curiosity. She didn't grasp why her brother had halted, but she remained well-behaved and didn't interrupt his contemplation.

Jiang Mengdie, the Ancient One