In the north, the cold wind cuts across faces like a knife, and large flakes of snow are carried by the strong wind and fly wildly.

Led by their leader Leng Shuangzi, the Snow Clan surged southward like a white torrent towards the territory of the Immortal Clan.

Leng Shuangzi stood tall and straight, his white snow robe fluttering in the wind. The exquisite ice and snow patterns on the robe seemed to flow with life, blending perfectly with the ice and snow.

His face was stern, and his eyes were like the thousand-year-old black ice in this extremely cold land. There was no warmth in them, and they exuded a chilling majesty.

In front of the Immortal Clan's defense line, the goddess Mu Qingxue had already led the Immortal Clan's allied forces to be on full alert.

Mu Qingxue was like a fairy in the snow, her light blue dress fluttering in the biting cold wind, highlighting her graceful figure and extraordinary temperament.

Her exquisite and beautiful face was filled with determination and resolve at this moment, and her bright eyes were fixed on the aggressive Snow Clan army.

When the Snow Clan army stopped not far from the Immortal Clan's defense line, Leng Shuangzi slowly walked out riding a huge snow monster.

Seeing this, Mu Qingxue also took a few steps forward. The magic bow in her hand glowed slightly blue, revealing its mysterious power.

Leng Shuangzi spoke first, his voice as cold as the howling north wind.

"Mu Qingxue, our two tribes have been friends for thousands of years. Today, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of your Immortal Tribe. If you move aside, I will pretend that the incident of blocking my way today never happened."

Mu Qingxue opened her beautiful eyes wide and sneered.

"Leng Shuangzi, don't be so arrogant! Your Snow Clan is supposed to be the protector of this northern snowfield, yet you are willing to be the lackeys of the Witch Clan, aiding and abetting the evil and provoking this world-destroying war. Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

Leng Shuangzi frowned slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Hmph, divine punishment? In this world, the strong are respected. The benefits the Wu Clan promised us are beyond your imagination. If you know what's good for you, don't put up a meaningless resistance."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingxue's eyes became even colder, and she angrily shouted:

"You, the Snow Clan, are actually trying to destroy all the lives of the people in this world for your own selfish desires. I will not let you succeed today!"

Before Mu Qingxue finished speaking, Leng Shuangzi swung the ice spear in his hand.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

"All troops, listen up! Charge!"

In an instant, the huge snow monsters of the Snow Clan rushed forward like surging waves. They roared, and the white ice mist exhaled from their mouths instantly filled the entire battlefield.

Mu Qingxue's eyes flashed, she raised her magic bow and muttered something.

The ancient runes on the divine bow began to shine, and a blue spiritual arrow quickly condensed on the bowstring.

She pulled the bowstring to its full extent, then suddenly released it, and the arrow shot towards the snow monster like a blue lightning.

The arrow cut through the air, and wherever it passed, the air was instantly frozen, leaving behind a trail of azure light!

The arrow hit a snow monster in the front. The monster let out a painful roar and its body instantly turned into snowflakes.

Leng Shuangzi drove the monsters to speed up, and he also used his magical powers. Sharp ice cones rose from the snow and shot towards the defense line of the Immortal Clan.

Mu Qingxue and the allied forces of the Immortal Clan were not afraid. The warriors held their weapons tightly, the monks cast spells in the rear, and the spiritual shield was deployed in the front to resist the attacks of the Snow Clan.

At the same time, other archers also drew their bows and shot arrows. Arrows rained down from the sky, pouring towards the Snow Clan army.

The monsters of the Snow Clan continued to advance under the rain of arrows and spell attacks, using their huge bodies to crash into the spiritual shield.

The shield rippled under the impact, but still resisted tenaciously.

The Snow Clan warriors jumped out from behind the monster and engaged in close combat with the Immortal Clan warriors.

The two sides engaged in close combat, with shouts and the sounds of weapons clashing intertwined. Blood dyed the white snow red, and the battle fell into a stalemate. Every moment, lives were lost on this cold battlefield.

At the same time, one hundred thousand years ago.

On the vast and rolling eastern hills, a figure was seen speeding forward. He was Ning Jie.

The continuous sword flying before had almost exhausted his spiritual power, and now he could only cross the hills on foot.

The eastern hills were rolling and overgrown with weeds, and occasionally some small monsters would appear, but Ning Jie cleverly avoided them all. He was unwilling to waste his time on meaningless things.

Just as Ning Jie was on his way, a cry for help broke the tranquility of the area.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of robbers chasing a beautiful mother and daughter.

The mother was a young woman with lingering charm, a graceful figure and exquisite curves. Her hot body looked particularly attractive even when she was running.

Her face was delicate, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, shining with charming luster, and under her high nose bridge, her cherry-like mouth was slightly open, looking a little pale with fear.

When she was running away, her long hair fluttered behind her head like black silk, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, adding a bit of charm. She was wearing a gorgeous purple long dress, the hem of which danced in the wind, showing the charm of a mature woman.

The daughter beside her is also a real beauty, with a graceful figure, as if she is a fairy walking out of a painting.

The girl has a pure and sweet face, her skin is as white as snow, with a faint blush, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring.

Her eyes were bright and clear, twinkling like stars, their expression shimmering with innocence and fear. Beneath her delicate nose, her lips were as delicate and alluring as rose petals. She wore a pink dress, tied with a ribbon at the waist, accentuating her slender figure. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, fluttering as she ran, exuding the energy of youth.

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