Chapter 6421

Gwendolyn slowly walked to Jared’s side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Together, they looked toward the solemn ice peak—the ancestral homeland that had carried the Frost Deity Branch’s thousand years of rise and fall, a thousand years of blood and tears, and a thousand years of unwavering devotion.

The frost energy surrounding her gradually softened.

The killing intent in her eyes faded away, leaving behind emotions too complicated to put into words.

She remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, her voice low and heavy with everything the Frost Deity Branch had endured and waited for across the centuries.

“This is the ancestral seat of the Frost Deity Branch.”

“It is the root of our culture, the root of our lineage, and the source of our bloodline.”