Chapter 222: The Spreading News of Death

The snow was falling faster and harder; the bodyguards on watch weren’t on high alert. The temperature was 20 degrees below zero. But this wasn’t anything to a Pulse Condensation period martial artist. As long as they revolved their true essence, they could easily dispel the frosty cold. However, the maids were the ones who suffered. They had no cultivation, so after standing in the biting cold wind and snow for a long time, they soon began to tremble. Even though they were almost frozen,...