The wind was strong and cold, and white snow was falling from the gray sky, covering the entire sky with a blank look. With great difficulty, Tian Zhongchen dragged his thin and frail body forward, moving his lower leg, which had become stiff due to the cold. He struggled to walk in this world of ice and snow. A gust of cold wind blew past and he couldn't help but shiver. He quickly pulled back his clothes and started to curse in his heart. Just a moment ago, his consciousness had been stuck on the red light at the crossroads, and because of God's grace, he had encountered the legendary event of the red light, and then the legendary transmigration, and then he had begun to enjoy the coolness of the heavens with the body of a child, only that it was a little too cool. Since it was the arrangement of the heavens, he couldn't go against it. All he could do was experience the cold feeling. After all, the heavens' arrangement was the biggest.