The BE of the anime turned into a HE

The far north.

The sky is full of endless white. The mountains in the distance are towering into the clouds, covered with a white veil. The snowflakes flying in the sky are crystal clear.

Guang Ling reached out to catch the falling snow. The icy touch on his palm made his heart tremble.

"What a nice view."

Qingluan felt the cold wind blowing. Although it was also a wind element, it was different from the previous ones. Its gentle surface was filled with rage and terror.

The lion shook his head and shook off the snow on his armor. His golden eyes were dull and he said irritably, "I hate snow."

The golden card in Qian Daoliu's hand was shining with red light, and it was extremely conspicuous in the white.

This was a very bad omen, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad. He sighed and walked forward slowly.

"Let's go! This time there are many dangers, be careful. Qingluan, you are one spirit ring short, stay with me."

"Yes." Qingluan also stopped being pretentious and came behind Qian Daoliu. His current strength was indeed not as good as others.

Guang Ling also came silently behind Qing Luan.

The others were stunned for a moment, then returned to normal. The lion clenched his fists, and a glimmer of deceit flashed in his eyes.

"Bring whatever you have, and I'll tear it to pieces."

"That's right." The demon-suppressing man stepped forward and put his hand on the lion's shoulder, holding the red dragon-shaped stick on his shoulder, and smiled with his head tilted.

Qian Daoliu's pale golden eyes showed a rare worry. He put away the golden card and said slowly: "Let's go!"

The group cautiously entered the far north, with Qian Daoliu in the front and Qianjun covering the rear.

I don’t know how long I walked, the wind and snow became increasingly violent, sweeping away everything on the ground as if to destroy everything.

As Qian Daoliu waved his hand, a golden protective shield appeared over the bodies of several people, shining brightly and isolating them from the raging wind and snow outside.

Suddenly, a white hurricane swept up endless snow and came towards them quickly. Qian Daoliu controlled several people and easily avoided it.

Without waiting for everyone to react, the hurricane turned around and rushed over again, its speed was obviously faster than before, but Qian Daoliu still easily avoided it.

The next second, hurricanes appeared from all directions and rushed towards them.

Seeing that it was right in front of him, Qian Daoliu didn't want to take action, because Angel Wings had reminded him that he must not take action if he wanted to stay alive.

But the current situation did not allow him to think. He raised his hand and all the hurricanes disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

"continue!"

Qingluan looked thoughtfully at the place where the hurricane disappeared. For some reason, he felt a palpitation. When he looked again, there was no reaction.

They continued to move forward. The wind and snow became weaker as they walked, but the temperature was even lower. The snow on the ground was extremely hard, like stepping on iron.

Bright red snowflakes floated slowly towards them, causing everyone to pause and look ahead vigilantly.

The old man was dishevelled, his body hunched, without a trace of soul power in his body. Red snowflakes were scattered in his hands as he talked to himself.

"They're all dead, all dead, hahahaha..."

Thousands of brilliant golden eyes were flashing with sword shadows, and his expression was solemn, ready to attack at any time.

Qingluan also subconsciously stood in front of Guangling, with murderous intent in her blue eyes.

Suddenly, the old man turned his head towards them. There were no eyes, only big bloody holes with blood flowing out, but the corners of his mouth were strangely raised.

This frightened them greatly, and they were all on high alert.

After two seconds, the old man uttered a few words and walked inside very quickly.

"It's time to get on the road... Let's get on the road..."

They didn't relax until it completely disappeared.

"That thing is so creepy." Jiang Mo couldn't help but speak.

Qian Daoliu's golden eyes returned to normal, calm without a single ripple, and he spoke slowly.

"Legend has it that the Far North is a land of death. Anyone who enters will die. There is no living creature there. Even the Snow Emperor is a spirit of a hero."

"But more than a decade ago, a team suddenly came out alive and picked rare immortal herbs. Their strength increased greatly, and everyone got a 100,000-year spirit ring."

Hearing this, Qing Luan slowly spoke: "I know about this matter. I was ordered to investigate it, but for some reason, the people I brought with me could never enter the Far North."

"Later, the chief priest suddenly issued an order to prohibit all Spirit Hall personnel from entering the Far North. From then on, the Far North has been a taboo in the Spirit Hall."

Qian Daoliu came back to his senses, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and then looked towards the place where the old man had just left.

"Yes, it was like that back then. I don't know the secret. It was revealed by the Holy Spirit Mirror left by the Angel God. It is still the same now."

“That’s why we have this trip to the Far North.”

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. What on earth was inside this that could make the Holy Spirit Mirror of the Angel God give an order personally?

Qian Daoliu looked into the distance with a deep gaze, with a hint of worry in his heart.

It’s only the first day and we’ve encountered undertakers leading the way and red snowflakes paving the road. I don’t know whether it’s good or bad, but I hope it can turn out well!

Qingluan glanced at Guangling and felt that something bad was going to happen, which made her feel uneasy.

Jiang Mo looked nonchalant and said, "Since it is the will of the angel, I think there will be no danger."

"I hope so. Let's go!" Qian Daoliu sighed and walked ahead.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mo asked in confusion, "Why can't we reach that mountain? It looks so close!"

Qianjun stepped forward and patted Jiangmo on the shoulder, "Brother, don't be impatient. The Far North is a vast area. This is normal. Hurry up!"

Suddenly, the snow on the ground was completely dyed red, with dots of snow, and as they walked forward, they could see some broken limbs.

Qingluan whispered, "Guangling, don't lower your head."

"Qingluan, I'm not a weakling, it's okay." Guang Ling spoke slowly.

After walking a few steps, the ground was covered with corpses, their faces unrecognizable, blood all over the ground, and the snow was scarlet.

A horrific massacre.

Everyone quickly went forward to check. Qingluan was the first to go forward. The corpse in front of them had been eaten away, leaving only the skeleton, but the blood had not yet completely coagulated.

"Be careful, the blood hasn't coagulated yet, so that thing might be nearby."

After hearing this, everyone else became a little more alert and searched for any survivors.

Qingluan also quickly stepped forward, together with Guangling.

After a while, everyone came back disappointed and shook their heads.

"There are no survivors, and no intact bodies." Qianjun spoke helplessly with a hint of anger.

Just as everyone was silent, an extremely cold wind blew slowly, making everyone shiver.

The lion looked puzzled and asked, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Before he finished speaking, the ground shook and cracks appeared.

"It's not normal, Qingluan, follow me closely." Qian Daoliu said seriously.