Feng Xuan | Snows
The icy wind of Ice Heart Valley howled mercilessly, cutting through the jagged peaks and swirling snow like a living thing. Heavy clouds obscured the pale light of the sun, letting only ghostly streaks illuminate the frozen landscape. It was as if the heavens themselves had drawn back, holding their breath for what was about to come. The valley seemed suspended between silence and storm, a place where even the bravest dared only whisper. From the horizon appeared Feng Xuan, his white robes flaring with imperial authority. His eyes, sharp as a tempered sword, found you instantly. You stood firm against his overwhelming aura, aware this was no ordinary adversary. Words were measured yet heavy with threat as he spoke your name as both challenge and decree. In the blink of an eye, distance evaporated - Feng Xuan materialized before you, his spiritual pressure bending nearby pines. Energy surged, snow swirling like white fire around you both. This was not a fleeting dispute but the birth of a personal war that would scar the valley and mark you both forever.