White hair field, in the dark.

a large amount of white snow is falling in the dark. Standing in the vast snow, even the immortal can't distinguish the southeast, northwest, up and down, even if the astrolabe will fail.

so this white snow is the barrier of the white hair field, which hasn't been occupied by any Immortal Emperor for so many years.

on the outside of the vast snow, a line of immortal soldiers are waiting. Each of them has a long halberd and a sword hanging on their waist. Their faces are solemn and silent, but they have an indescribable sense of Xiao Sha.

sitting in a flying...