My Empire! Long Live Emperor Shen Lang! (Please Vote)

Shen Lang's marching route was to head east first, leaving the Ten Thousand Li Great Desert, then continue east, passing through the Devil's Triangle waters before turning north into Jiang Li Empire territory.

After flying out of the Ten Thousand Li Great Desert, they flew east for twenty or thirty thousand li, then north for another ten thousand or so.

The weather grew increasingly bitterly cold. Snow drifted from the sky, and the sea gradually froze over. White Jade Capital had once said that wherever there was snow was White Jade Capital's domain. Now, wherever the sea was frozen was Jiang Li Empire territory.

Before long, Shen Lang saw a familiar cluster of buildings: the Devil's Triangle.

The Lost Empire's buildings stretched for thousands of li, standing upon the ice. Their original appearance was no longer visible, because every structure was covered in ice and snow.

"Lost Demon Mother, I'm here!" Shen Lang said.

At his shout—

Bang bang bang bang... The ice suddenly burst apart, and one Sea Monster after another surged out.

There were only a little over a hundred thousand left. Of the once incomparably powerful Lost Empire, only these last descendants remained.

This empire had survived two great eras of destruction. At its height, it had nearly ruled the entire world. Yet now, only a little over a hundred thousand remained, and every one of them was barely clinging to life.

After the upheaval at the North Pole, over half the world had been completely frozen. Although a third of the sea remained unfrozen, a considerable portion of marine life had gone extinct. Shen Lang had explored many seas without finding much marine life at all.

Instead, the frozen seas contained countless stores of fresh food. When the North Pole underwent its great upheaval, the seas