Chapter 455 The Grass from the Ground

Outside the courtyard of the sword pavilion, sparse snow piled up on the fence, and while the wind was still bitterly cold, the new buds of the willows were already pulling out. The Air Hunt shattered its own divine kingdom and subdued the sea with its body, and its people sank into the depths of the sea, where they would assimilate into fish over the long years, never setting foot on land again.