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Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming had reached an altitude of about 3,000 meters.

At first, the two of them were moving quite fast, but the further they went, the greater their consumption became.

During this period, Sang Feiwan also tried to fly directly to the top of the mountain by flying his sword.

But when she took out her sword, a violent wind and snowstorm suddenly occurred.

This snowstorm was unusual, with a strong aura that seemed to crush people to dust. Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming could only use their spiritual power to resist it, barely avoiding being blown over by the strong wind.

"Are we not allowed to fly to the top with swords? We can only climb on foot?"

Sang Feiwan guessed so, so he put away his sword. The next moment, the wind and snow stopped.

"They use wind and snow as a barrier to prevent us from using our spiritual power to climb the mountain. We can only climb step by step like ordinary people..."

Sang Feiwan looked up at the top of the Goddess Peak, which seemed so close yet so far away. "So, are you really a god? Do you want us to crawl to you slowly like ants?"

Yu Beiming sneered: "In this world, who is not slapped by fate? Who is not an ant?"

Even though he and Sang Feiwan possess extraordinary abilities, what is their fate?

Yu Beiming simply stepped forward and shouted, "Didn't you ask us to come? Now that we are here, why are you hiding from us?"

He was worried about Xiao Hei, but he had not seen Cao Zhen or Xiao Hei along the way, so he really didn't know if they were safe.

The temperature was so cold that even he and Sang Feiwan needed to use their spiritual power to offset the cold.

The little cultivation level Xiao Hei had couldn't sustain it for too long, let alone Cao Zhen.

If we delay climbing the mountain for too long, will Xiao Hei freeze to death?

Rather than being passive, it is better to take the initiative.

As soon as Yu Beiming finished speaking, a gust of snow and wind arose again.

The momentum of the snowstorm was even stronger than before. Big snowflakes mixed with the whistling cold wind fluttered down, separating Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming, making it difficult for the two people who were so close to each other to see each other.

"Wanwan, be careful, she's coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind became stronger, with the force of a hurricane, almost knocking them to the ground.

Sang Feiwan and Yu Beiming hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power to resist this powerful force, and thus managed to maintain their bodies.

After a while, the wind slowed down a little, and Yu Beiming hurriedly asked: "Wanwan, how are you?"

"I am fine."

"I am fine."

Two voices came at the same time. Yu Beiming was startled and turned his head quickly. He saw two Sang Feiwans standing side by side in the flying sky.

They were wearing the same clothes, beige windbreakers paired with jeans and sneakers.

At this moment, they both turned their heads to look at each other, their curved dark eyebrows furrowed at the same time.

"who are you?"

"who are you?"

The exact same person spoke at the same time, with the same tone and expression.

A hint of anger gathered in Yu Beiming's eyes: "You actually pretended to be Wanwan?!"

Sang Feiwan on the left also reacted immediately, raised the red bean bell in his hand and shouted: "You lured us here just to play tricks like this? What do you want to do? Why don't you just speak frankly!"

Sang Feiwan on the right also has red bean bells on her wrist.

She looked coldly at herself who looked exactly like her on the other side: "You pretended to be me, and you asked me what I wanted to do?"

The cold wind blows, the snow falls, and two crisp bells ring.

Yu Beiming looked at Sang Feiwan on the left, then at Sang Feiwan on the right, and tried to identify the red bean bells in their hands, but found that their bells were exactly the same and he couldn't tell the real one from the fake one!

Sang Feiwan on the left said coldly: "Bei Ming, stand further away."

After saying that, he slapped the other Sang Feiwan.

Sang Feiwan on the right leaned back and easily avoided the palm strike, then also attacked and engaged the opponent.

Yu Beiming was very familiar with Sang Feiwan's tactics.

He tried to tell the truth from the false from their moves.

But their moves are exactly the same, and the spiritual power they use is also the same, so it is impossible to tell them apart.

Yu Beiming couldn't help but be a little shocked: Who is the imposter? Why can he pretend so well? Is he really a god? What is the purpose of doing this? To fool? Or to test?

The two Sang Feiwans fought in the snow and flew into the air, stirring up the surrounding snow and wind, making it even more difficult for Yu Beiming to distinguish the real one from the fake one. He didn't dare to act rashly, otherwise he would hurt the real Wanwan.

"Look, what's that on the mountainside? Why does it feel like there are two tornadoes?" Enshi asked, pointing at the wind and snow in the distance.

The weather here is really strange. It's still a clear sky here, without a single snow or wind.

But from a distance, there was continuous snow and wind on the mountainside, and two tornadoes formed, sometimes separating and sometimes colliding with each other.

When they collided, the whole mountain shook.

Enshi was a little flustered: "Such a violent shaking, will it cause an avalanche?"

"Don't say anything unlucky!"

Fu Jun had better eyesight, and he could sense special auras, so he soon made a new discovery.

He pointed at the two tornadoes and said, "There are people in there! I saw them fighting!"

Enshi also looked carefully, and vaguely seemed to see a human figure in the center of the tornado.

"God!" Enshi immediately knelt down, raised his arms and shouted, "God, please forgive us for the dispute just now! We are no longer greedy and do not want any extra gifts. We only ask you to lift the curse on our tribe and let us return to our ordinary lives!"

Fu Jun knew that the En people had strong faith, but such a firm believer was rare among the entire En clan. No wonder En Yuan sent him to seek a way to break the curse.

Fu Juncai didn't care whether it was a curse or not.

His target is still Snow Lotus, but it is probably impossible to convince the stubborn Eun-seok to give up his original intention and choose Snow Lotus.

It’s better to go along with him first and then act according to circumstances!

So Fu Jun said to Enshi, "Alright, stop begging. Your gods are fighting up there, and they probably don't have time to listen to you. Get up quickly, and let's go up the mountain. Only when we get closer will the gods notice you."

Enshi stood up and warned Fu Jun seriously: "I don't care if you are a master invited by my brother, you should know that the purpose of our trip is to seek forgiveness from the gods and lift the curse on our tribe. If you make trouble again and mention snow lotus, I will not let you go!"

Fu Jun said, "I was reckless just now. I was thinking about steaming or roasting the goose before I even shot it down. It was really irrational. If we have a chance to meet again later, I will definitely not compete with you for it."

"What do you mean by geese or not?" Enshi frowned. "Don't make random analogies. Gods should not be offended!"

"Okay, I got it. Let's go!"

The two of them once again set out on the road to climb to the top, but each had their own thoughts.