Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 346 - 347 Chapter 352 Breaking Through by Refining Divine Sources

347: Chapter 352: Breaking Through by Refining Divine Sources 347: Chapter 352: Breaking Through by Refining Divine Sources The Divine City stood majestically, like the abode of gods, with legends claiming it fell from the immortal world.

Ye Fan was about to set off on a journey.

As he looked back at the Divine City, he felt a sense of grandeur and antiquity.

It spanned a hundred miles, vast and boundless, having withstood the ages of Ancient Desolation to remain immortal even now.

“Take care!” “Go on back!” Ye Fan bid farewell to Li Heishui and strode forward, gradually disappearing over the horizon.

Ahead, An Miaoyi awaited him, her long skirt the color of moonlight.

A jade belt cinched her slender waist, accentuating her graceful and alluring figure.

She was like an immortal flower, standing with poise and elegance, exuding fragrance.

As the breeze blew, her long dress fluttered, and her black hair danced as if she might ride the wind away.

The two set off together, leaving the Divine City behind.

Ancient woods and vines became scarcer as they prepared to leave this warm place.

The tinkling Spiritual Springs became fewer, vegetation grew sparse, and a cold air descended, causing the green plants to gradually disappear.

“It’s already the season of drifting snow,” An Miaoyi whispered softly.

Ahead lay a vast expanse of white, mountains and rivers all draped in a blanket of snow.

The Divine City was a very special place; its surrounding regions brimming with life all year round, filled with the warmth of spring and blossoming flowers.

Upon leaving the Divine City, the true season manifested.

Unknowingly, winter had arrived with heavy snowflakes falling like goose feathers and a howling northern wind.

The northern region sprawled vast and bitterly cold.

The chill wind swept through, making a whooshing sound and lifting snowflakes into the air.

“Gu Feng seems to have a prejudice against me, always guarding against me.” An Miaoyi’s beauty was beyond doubt, her exquisite face flawless.

“Fairy An, you’re overthinking.

How could I hold a prejudice against you?

You are unrivaled in the Eastern Wastelands; I doubt many can resist your charm,” Ye Fan said as he walked through the snow.

“Your words don’t match your heart, Little Gu isn’t being sincere.” An Miaoyi’s skin was as radiant as snow, delicate like jade, moving through the snow like a fairy of the waves.

Indeed, Ye Fan was cautious.

This flawless woman leaving the Divine City at this time seemed too coincidental.

“Where does Fairy An intend to go?” “I haven’t decided yet.

If Little Gu doesn’t mind, perhaps we could travel together for a while,” An Miaoyi said, her eyes sparkling.

“Traveling with Fairy An would be a sought-after chance, but I have personal matters to attend to this time,” Ye Fan replied.

This woman’s beauty is undeniable, but her motives aren’t pure.

Under normal circumstances, I might entertain her allure.

But now isn’t the time for frivolity; the Sacred Lands and the many Sects of the Central States are preparing to attack the Purple Mountain, and I can’t afford to delay, he thought.

An Miaoyi chuckled lightly, her face adorned with an enchanting smile, and said, “Alright, once we leave this area, we’ll each carry on with our own plans.” During the journey, she subtly hinted at the previous encounter with the Ghost-faced Copper Artifact, involving half of an Extreme Dao sacred weapon, undoubtedly alluring.

As dusk fell, Ye Fan halted in the snow, abruptly turning around but seeing nothing.

Just now, I clearly felt the sensation of being watched, he thought, tension rising in his heart.

Could it be An Miaoyi collaborating with powerhouses to strike at me here?

“Miaoyi also sensed it.

Someone is tailing us,” An Miaoyi remarked.

Ye Fan said nothing more and quickened his pace.

He left no footprints on the snow, moving like a faint shadow.

The oasis where the Divine City stood was vast, stretching tens of thousands of miles, with many towns dotting the landscape.

At night, they rested in a small town.

The wind and snow struck the window with a snapping sound.

Lying on the bed, Ye Fan quickly noticed something amiss, holding the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Spirit Sword between his fingers.

After two full hours, he finally sensed a creature entering the room, very light and silent.

In an instant, his watchfulness diminished—remarkably, it was that golden little creature!