Three thousand years ago, the northern border was brought under the control of the Shang Dynasty.
Although the environment was just as harsh as it is now, at least we didn't have a war back then.
The vast ice fields are the land where we roam freely.
The grasslands covered by ice and snow nourish every clan on the ice plains.
Back then, we drank from the spring water flowing down from Tianquan Mountain.
Back then, we would sit together, eating beef and mutton and dividing up our habitat.
Back then, we could graze our livestock freely on every pasture.
Back then, we could freely enjoy fine wines and teas from the Shang Dynasty.
But now, everything has changed.
Under the rule of the Yin Corpse Sect and its henchmen, the Azure Eagle Clan.
War became the dominant theme on the ice plains.
The clans became their cattle and sheep.
They take whatever they want, they act with impunity.
They plunged us into endless war!
The clan's blood has stained the entire northern border red.
The grasslands, covered by ice and snow, were already strewn with withered bones.
That is precisely why we must resist.
This war will be very difficult.
But I believe that there will only be one victor in the end, and that is us.
I firmly believe that in the future, the North will be a place where the elderly have support and children live carefree lives.
The strong, young hands only need to grip the whip used for herding cattle and sheep.
In the snow and ice, someone was pounding their chest.
The speaker was standing on a small hill.
He was not particularly tall or strong, especially among the tribal members.
But his voice was so powerful and resonant that it captivated every listener.
A clan leader knelt down, falling like dominoes.
Dozens of figures around them knelt down one after another.
On the icy plains, ancient covenants resounded.
The blizzard could not extinguish that burning passion.
As the ceremony ended, figures disappeared into the wind and snow.
Then came the deep sound of horns.
"The war has begun!"
The man looked into the depths of the ice and snow, his voice calm yet firm.
He stood in the wind and snow until he became the eye of the storm.
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The snow and wind of the North remain unchanged for millennia.
This land has never known peace.
Traveling through blizzards is the norm.
This is a caravan, a caravan heading to the Frostwolf Clan's settlement.
Gulina and the others, along with Xu Mang, were all in the caravan.
The so-called caravan did not actually carry any goods.
There are only people!
These were the people Xu Mang had gathered to participate in the war.
Behind the caravan, a figure lay fallen not far away.
The figure was none other than Chen Kui.
He wrapped himself in a sheepskin coat and followed the tracks left by the caravan.
Let me see who's behind this!
He looked up into the distance and felt as if the overwhelming blizzard was being manipulated by an invisible hand.
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The Northern Frontier, the Azure Eagle Clan.
A giant eagle tears through the storm.
One person leaped off the eagle's back.
Soon, he was brought before Yun Feng, the patriarch of the Azure Eagle Clan.
"Clan leader, the immortals from the Yin Corpse Sect will be arriving soon to investigate the cause of death of Ancestor Yun Shangtian!"
Upon hearing the news, Yunfeng's first reaction was not sadness.
Or rather, he didn't feel sad.
A living cloud in the sky cannot change the impending battle.
But his death has a completely different meaning.
Regardless of the cause of his death, the Yin Corpse Sect intends to kill him as a warning to others.
The Frostwolf Clan's demise was inevitable.
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Tianbei City, the first city in the three prefectures of northern Xinjiang.
The Sanbei Chamber of Commerce originated in this city.
Traveling 300 miles north from Tianbei City and passing through the Frosty Winter Canyon, one can officially enter the Northern Territory.
The narrow and cramped Winter Canyon is the natural barrier that separates the North from the Northern Frontier.
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Outside the south gate of Tianbei City, a carriage was parked.
The carriage was very large, nearly three times the size of a normal carriage.
If it's for people to sit, even ten people wouldn't feel crowded.
Of course, the most extravagant thing is that the entire carriage was made of gold.
There are only two such carriages in the entire Tianbei City.
One of them belonged to Xuan Ye, the ruler of Tianbei Prefecture.
The other vehicle belonged to Zhao Tiegen, the president of the Sanbei Chamber of Commerce, the uncrowned king of the three prefectures of northern Xinjiang.
Parked outside the city was none other than the vehicle belonging to the Shanbei Chamber of Commerce.
Dozens of martial artists guarded the carriage.
Many of these martial artists had gray hair.
Many of them are unfamiliar to the people of Tianbei City.
The reason for this is that these people are not full-time guards.
To be precise, they are all considered high-ranking members of the Sanbei Chamber of Commerce.
As for his cultivation level, it was even more astonishing.
The initial stage of cultivation is the Ninth Rank, which leads to the Divine Realm.
Many of them even reached the tenth rank of Dharma image.
An old man sat inside the carriage.
The old man was dressed in a brocade robe, and his hair was neatly combed.
The old man's identity was known to everyone in Tianbei City.
He is none other than Zhao Tiegen, the legendary president of the Sanbei Chamber of Commerce.
The name may be very ordinary.
But having been famous throughout the northern frontier for nearly two hundred years, it is no longer ordinary.
What the years have accumulated is not only dignity but also caution.
Zhao Tiegen is a cautious person, but he will not personally intervene in anything unless he is absolutely certain of success.
Not to mention, he also summoned everyone from the Sanbei Chamber of Commerce to act as his bodyguards.
If he could, he wouldn't want to come, nor would he want to see that person.
But then, that person notified Tingfenglou to deliver a letter to him.
That's why he had to come.
Zhao Tiegen had a vague idea of why that person wanted to see him.
Perhaps it's related to Yun Wanli's hasty retreat a few days ago.
Thinking about this, Zhao Tiegen felt a headache coming on.
"President, it seems like they've arrived!"
Just as Zhao Tiegen was waiting anxiously, a report came from outside the carriage.
The speaker had a full head of silver hair.
His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.
The old man's cultivation was exceptional among the crowd.
He was once a top expert who was listed on the Heavenly Hero Ranking.
But at this moment, his face was also full of solemnity.
Li Fan arrived too quickly.
The lingering murderous aura was almost overflowing.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
After defeating Xu Mang, Li Fan became famous throughout the northern frontier.
Upon hearing the old man's reminder, Zhao Tiegen quickly jumped off the carriage.
Immediately afterwards, he forced a fawning smile onto his worried face and jogged toward Li Fan.
"Leader Li, I have long admired your name."
I am Zhao Tiegen, President of the Sanbei Chamber of Commerce.
"Is Yun Wanli still in the city?"
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