On the highland shrouded in cold mist, towering city walls rise up, blocking wave after wave of cold air.
On either side of the walls, completely different scenes unfold. On one side, it is an icy world, with howling cold winds, while on the other side, lush greenery thrives, full of life.
Behind the high walls, countless cultivators and immortals stand in tight formation, always ready to repel the attack of the Ice Demon army.
To protect this land of vitality from falling into the hands of the Ice Demons, they are prepared to fight to the death, standing firm until the very end.
"Uuu—! Uuu—! Uuu—!"
Accompanied by an unexpectedly dull sound of a horn, the immortals on top of the walls all showed serious expressions, instinctively gathering their spiritual power, ready to act but refraining from making a move.
"Boom—!"
