“I didn’t expect His Excellency the Immortal Venerable Nine-Layers to really make a move.”

The yin and yang energies blotted out the sky and the sun.

The Snow Emperor sighed deeply. Since Xue Shilou will eventually become the next Snow Emperor, there’s no harm in telling him some things now.

“Actually, there are two reasons why Immortal Venerable Nine-Layers has never left the blank white jade tablet.”

Hearing this, Meng Jingzhou couldn’t be bothered about the battle raging overhead. He dragged a small stool from the doorway and scooted over to listen.

The Snow Emperor shot a cold glance at Meng Jingzhou, who looked behind him in the same direction. There was no one.

“There’s no one behind me. Go on, Snow Emperor. We’re all on the same side here.” Meng Jingzhou stared back at the Snow Emperor with confidence, his face practically written with “I’m an honest child.”

“I’m looking at you!” the Snow Emperor snapped. What business does...