The phantom of the Five-Colored Deer, vast as Law, Heaven and Earth, looked down upon Glacial River Pass from on high. Wherever the Five-Colored Divine Light emanating from those sky-propping antlers passed, almost nothing failed to dissolve, nothing failed to fall.
The cultivators of Glacial River Pass were like dumplings dropped into water, splashing down from the sky one after another. Each of them wore a peaceful smile and sank straight into slumber amid the ice and snow.
This Five-Colored Divine Light was not the famed divine power of Kong Xuan from the great myths of the primeval age. Its full name should have been—[Five-Colored Five Virtues Tranquil Heart Divine Light]!
It was originally a divine-power method used to assist cultivation.
Yet now it had actually produced the effect of forcing slumber upon others. Clearly, the Five-Colored Saint Lord's mastery of this divine power had reached a peak so lofty it scraped the clouds.
The magnificence of the scene was enough to make one click the tongue in wonder.
Only Nascent Soul Cultivators could resist this desire to sleep. Those who had not yet had time to withdraw immediately cried out in alarm.
"It's the Northern Demon Saint Lord!"
"The Northern Demon Saint Lord has allied with the Demonic Path! This is disastrous!"
"Retreat, quickly! That old bastard Red Cloud Old Ancestor has already run!"
A great upheaval was before them, yet their commander was nowhere to be seen.
The blow to morale was almost as severe as scuttling the ship beneath them. The battle at Glacial River Pass could no longer be sustained.
The demonic cultivators, one by one, also threw all their strength into it, charging toward the thousand-zhang ice wall with wanton, roaring laughter.
The Nascent Souls of the Nether Mountain Sect also came to understand.
So