Snow Valley.
The night descends, all is silent.
The players of the Liver Emperor Group finish their evening training and walk back to their rooms.
The valley in their eyes reveals a tranquility and grandeur beyond the earthly realm under the embrace of night. Silvery moonlight falls, casting a gentle veil over the endless snow peaks. At the peak, the snow shines with a faint blue glow under the moonlight.
In the valley, the cold wind whispers, breezing through sparse woods, carrying the icy crystal chill, weaving with the night into a distant, cold symphony.
Looking up at the sky, an unparalleled visual feast plays above. An aurora dances in the night sky, swirling green bands gently sway, sometimes gathering into brilliant curtains, sometimes dispersing into fine flowing lights, wandering in the sky, unpredictable, decorating the night like a dream.
