"It was time to be arrogant."
In the snowfield, the White Divine Dragon dug her sharp four claws into the Solid Ice, divine power seeping through her dragon claws into the ice and snow...
Her savage dragon jaws opened and closed as she chanted dragon language. The convoluted, tongue-twisting draconic words spread outward in ripples, low and heavy with dragon might. The incantation was very long, but any complex spell that required chanting—and especially a lengthy chant—often represented great power. Visible to the naked eye, divine power spread from her four dragon claws in a spiderweb pattern!
The cold wind grew even more biting and bone-piercing with the dragon language.
Ancient Dragon Language was calling out, communicating with the ice and snow.
Wherever divine power reached, countless ice crystals changed one after another, imitating Bai Yujun's human form. Scattered chunks of ice gathered and slowly rose to their feet, spawning innumerable ice men. This ice, worthy of being called treasure, became an army, holding weapons as they rapidly and orderly formed ranks.
When the White Dragon's chanting stopped, ten square formations had appeared in the darkness outside the North Heavenly Gate.
Straight lines ran horizontally and vertically.
The spears stood densely packed, with Shield Formation units, heavy-blade squads, archers, and crossbowmen all present.
Five Scale Clones that had been tempered for many years appeared. After some thought, she restrained the urge to summon the four female officials. It was not yet time.
With her preparations complete, she continued resting beneath the candlelight and waiting.
From the North Heavenly Gate, she could clearly sense the flames of war at the South Heavenly Gate. The violent upheaval had thrown the Heavenly Court Aura into instability.
Bai Yujun understood perfectly well that the several Immortal Lords were not targeting the South Heavenly Gate.