Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,Within the sphere, transformations are endless. The power emanating from it, even just a hint of it, seems capable of leveling mountains beneath our feet.,But he wasn't in a hurry now, first because he was currently inside Zhenwushengzong. His father was very concerned about his cultivation, and he didn't want others to discover his abnormality.。