The sky.
Snowflakes gradually drifted down.
The ground was covered with a thick layer, everywhere was a stretch of whiteness.
Outside GuanTang City, dozens of miles away.
A man wearing a silver saber-toothed mask appeared in the wind and snow. In his previous step he was still a mile away, but in the next step he was already within a hundred feet, like a ghost.
Suddenly.
He halted.
"A bunch of trash."
From beneath the silver saber mask came a deep voice.
With a wave of his hand, the wind and snow within a hundred feet were blown away, revealing the original yellow earth on the ground.
On the yellow earth, there were seven corpses lying.
"Wake up."
He waved his hand again, and seven mysterious forces spread out from his hand, permeating the seven corpses.
However.
The seven corpses did not react at all.
"Oh?"
There was a puzzled voice from beneath the mask.
Immediately after, his palm moved again, and seven more forces permeated the corpses.
But contrary to expectations, the seven corpses were still motionless.
"It's ineffective?!"
Beneath the saber-toothed mask, a solemn color was revealed, and after the voice fell, he directly tore through space and walked in.
A land of blood red.
The space here was all distorted, surrounded by chaos.
After the masked man came here, he knelt directly on the ground.
"Lord of Destruction, the Yao Organization has been destroyed."
"The resurrection technique also failed."
"I suspect a great figure has come from the North Sea. I'm worried...it may be detrimental to Your Excellency."
He said respectfully.
"I see, there's no need to worry, let them be for now. I just happen to need to sleep for a while!"
A deep voice came from the blood red, but no one could trace its origin. He was completely unconcerned about the masked man's words and the so-called great figure.
"Yes!"
The masked man turned and disappeared.
The space also regained its tranquility.
"Damn it, I spent thirteen bags of gold coins and still couldn't get into the sect, what a huge loss!"
Yi Feng grumbled as he wrapped his thin body and crawled into a dilapidated temple to save money.
He put down a fireball as a stove, gathered some firewood, and started boiling water to warm himself up a bit.
"Phew!"
"Finally done."
Seeing the boiling tea water, Yi Feng smiled slightly. Just as he was about to pick it up, a long-absent voice rang in his mind.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, host, your tea skills have reached the realm of comparing with the gods. You have completed all the skill tasks and are rewarded with a halo."
"At the same time, the system will be upgraded."
"The system is upgrading..."
Hearing this voice, Yi Feng jumped up excitedly at once.
He already knew about the halo reward before, but the system upgrade was a complete surprise!
"I just don't know what the halo is for."
"Or what the upgraded system can bring me."
Yi Feng was full of expectations.
"Congratulations, host, system upgrade completed."
After a long time, the system finally spoke again.
Upon hearing this, Yi Feng eagerly asked, "System, what is the halo for?"
"Please explore it yourself, host."
The system voice came, and then fell silent.
Yi Feng curled his lips. He could only explore it himself.
"Halo, come."
He shouted loudly.
But it was useless.
"Halo."
He raised his palm and shouted again.
Finally, a strand of golden light emerged from the top of his head.
"Oh, there's a reaction."
Yi Feng was extremely excited.
"I just don't know what this halo is for."
Yi Feng couldn't help but murmur, "Could this halo prevent me from getting hurt?"
After saying that, he gritted his teeth, picked up a piece of wood from the ground, and hit it against his own head.
The halo didn't work at all, and the piece of wood left a big bump on Yi Feng's head.
"Damn."
Yi Feng rubbed his head and cursed loudly.
"Looks like it's not a protective halo. Could it be that my words become reality?" Yi Feng tried again. He got up and walked out of the temple door.
"Rain for me."
With the halo on top of his head, he shouted loudly at the sky.
As his voice fell, the clouds in the sky started rolling at a visible speed, churning frantically.
Yi Feng stared wide-eyed, extremely excited, and looked up hopefully at the sky.
Finally.
From the clouds, countless drops fell down.
"Hahaha, it really is whatever I say becomes real."
Yi Feng stared fiercely at the drops falling from the sky and shouted excitedly.
Whatever I say becomes real.
It really is whatever I say becomes real!
This skill is so amazing!
In his excitement, Yi Feng was not even afraid of the cold anymore. He opened his arms wide to welcome the rain falling from the sky.
After all.
This was the rain he had called for.
Huh?
At this moment, Yi Feng blinked. Looking at the falling raindrops, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Why are they so big?"
"Damn, it's not rain."
"It's hail."
"Ah!"
"Damn, that hurts!"
In a flash, Yi Feng was battered by the huge hailstones, his nose swollen and face bruised. He hurriedly ducked back into the dilapidated temple, hugging his head.
"Damn damn damn."
Sitting in the temple, Yi Feng touched the bumps on his head, his face extremely gloomy.