The ice plains boiled over.
Perhaps tens of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands—an immense tide of ice-and-snow demons raced across the frozen land, crashing into the black-gray zombies in a fierce battle. Every demon was white; once the pot had exploded, they looked exactly like an avalanche, moving through the sky and over the ground under the lead of certain powerful demons...
They surged like wind and thunder, sweeping across ice and snow.
The trampling of the moving demons made the ground quake, thunder booming in her ears until she could hear nothing. Bai Yujun decisively focused on infrared sensing and smell instead; the chaotic vibrations made it difficult to determine the enemies' positions.
Her body temperature was extremely low, beastly features showed on her face, and a thin layer of frost condensed over her clothes. Bai Yujun successfully avoided attacks from the demons.
It was too chaotic. Ice-and-snow demons covered in frost were everywhere, large and small, pouncing upon the visitors from the Central Plains.
Since it was such a mess, she simply put away her Hengdao. She nimbly leaped and weaved through the countless white beasts. If not for the black hair stuffed inside her clothes being too conspicuous, she would certainly have been mistaken for a native of the ice plains. The sword formation had already turned toward the rear. Bai Yujun moved along its flank, doing her best to remain within its range.
The old man's group, the Silver-haired Man's group, and the Western Teachings discovered that Chunyang Palace had played them...
"Quick... retreat!"
The old man smashed an ice-and-snow demon with his cane and loudly called for everyone to fall back.
Purple Void quickly completed its turn and circled toward the outer edge with the help of its sword formation and unified coordination. The other