Chapter 1096


    Old Hagstorm looked at the glint in his eyes like cold stars in the sky and knew what Andrius. was


    thinking. He could not help but chuckle, “Andrius, focus on your cultivation. Strength is your only


    guarantee.”


    Andrius snapped back to his senses and promised, “Yes!”


    Old Hagstorm nodded and left the room.


    After leaving Immemoria Pce, he surveyed the surroundings and confirmed that no one was


    following before heading toward the depths of the eastern foothills of Mount Valdez. With a few shes,


    his figure disappeared into the snowstorm.


    A momentter, he arrived at a very secluded snowy mountain.


    Viewed from a distance, this ce was conveniently located in the shadows of severalrger


    mountains, making it difficult to detect.


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    On the top of the mountain, a small thatched hut stood conspicuously.


    Although most of the thatch had been buried by the snow, the exposed parts still raised questions. How


    could someone be living in this vast sea of snow?


    A wooden door blocked the view of the hut’s interior, so it was impossible to see what went on


    inside.


    However, that wooden door…


    In theory, it should have been eroded and decayed by the snow and wind long ago.


    In reality…


    The wooden door looked brand new as if it had just been moved out of a furniture store.


    Boom-


    The next moment, Old Hagstorm suddenly directed a palm strike from a distance at the wooden door


    amid the snowstorm.


    Boom-


    Just when the wooden door was about to be shattered into pieces by Old Hagstorm’s strike, a majestic


    palm wind erupted from inside, dispelling his inner energy.


    Then, an old yet vigorous voice sounded.


    “Old Hagstorm! Are you actually nning to demolish my abode? This is where I live and make a


    living!”


    Not only was there someone inside, but it also seemed that he was very familiar with old Hagstorm


    “Hahaha…” Old Hagstormughed and teased, “Old Ophis, you’ve lived in this worn–down hut for


    decades. It’s time to get a new one


    As he spoke, a slightly hunched figure suddenly rushed out of the hut. He appeared in front of Old


    Hagstorm quicker than the eye could see. It was none other than Old Ophis.


    He was an old man whose snowy hair spread out in all directions, resembling a lion’s mane. His face


    was rosy, but on his right cheek was a winding scar shaped like a small snake, eerie and strange,


    hence earning him the name Old Ophis.


    “Old Hagstorm.”


    Old Ophis looked at Old Hagstorm and shook his head with a smile. Then, with a wave of his right


    hand, a table flew over from the hut andnded between them.


    Soon after, two wooden chairs followed.


    “It’s rare for you toe over to my ce. I’ll treat you to snow and wind as food and wine as drinks.


    What do you think?”


    As he spoke, a wine jug flew out of the hut andnded steadily between them.


    “Good, good!” Old Hagstormughed heartily, hisughter echoing far in the snowstorm.


    Splish…


    Splish…


    Old Ophis chuckled and poured a cup for Old Hagstorm and himself. The surface of the wine was


    quickly covered by snowkes, creating a unique taste.


    “Cheers!” Old Ophis lifted his cup first.


    Old Hagstorm also lifted his cup and downed the drink. “Hiss


    Ahh…”