Gwendolyn's pupils tightened slightly.
"The entire Snowfall Hollow... More than 300 households. More than 1,000 people. Every last one of them is a descendant of the Frost Deity Branch." Ice Seal's voice dropped low, like he was opening up a secret that had been buried for ten thousand years.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Frost Deity Branch was crushed by the other celestial branches. A lot of Frost Deity Branch cultivators fled the heartland of the celestials and ran all the way out to the Fifteenth Firmament, this desolate backwater... They built Snowfall Hollow here. They hid their names, passed themselves off as ordinary human cultivators, and lived ordinary lives..."
"For ten thousand years, it was handed down from one generation to the next. The bloodline thinned, but the root never disappeared. It's just that... No one dared admit it."
Hearing this, Gwendolyn's fist tightened. "Why didn't they dare?"
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