C1078 On the Verge of Death

When the darkness of the Jade Pillar was dissolved in the darkness of the night.

The world of the White Bear Tribe seemed to have returned to its former harmony.

Other than the old white bear in the middle of the square, whose white fur was still messed up by the cold wind, the stream of qi did not deviate at all. It went straight to the high sky and disappeared without a trace