It was deep in the long winter season, and everything in the region was covered with white snow. Some of the scenic landmarks in Ding Hao's memory could no longer be seen, so they were completely useless to help him navigate the way.

Three years had passed, and the landscape of Snow Province seemed to have undergone some changes.

Ding Hao, with the black puppy, the Demon King Evil Moon, and the Primeval Fairy Butterfly, had lost their way in the vast snowy ...