The cold wind howled past his ears. The snow flying through the sky greatly reduced visibility across the ice field. Every footstep on the snow gave a crunching sound.
This was the Northern Territory, the coldest region of the Canglong Continent. Even during the continent's most chaotic periods, few people attacked this place. It was simply too cold.
This place was not only cold. Launching a large-scale attack here might also provoke the supernatural beast tribes of the Northern Territory. These supernatural beasts had an extremely strong sense of territory. Anyone who accidentally entered their domain would be classified as an enemy.
The most powerful force in the Northern Territory was Winterfell, ruled by the Ice Lord. It resembled the Royal Capital of Doin, but power was even more centralized here.
The Ice Lord commanded the iceborn, but they were not the absolute rulers of the Northern Territory. The dire wolves and white bear tribe were both enemies of the iceborn.
The Northern Territory was rich in mineral resources, but produced almost no crops. Given such harsh living conditions, the tribes that could survive here for long were naturally all very powerful.
The conflict among the iceborn, dire wolves, and white bear tribe had continued for a long time. Even now, it had not completely died down.
There was no doubt about the iceborn's strength. After all, they were members of the Six-Clan Alliance. As for the white bear tribe, its individuals were powerful, while the dire wolves were numerous and skilled at coordinated group attacks.
Su Xiao had led his army to the Northern Territory to form an alliance with the dire wolves. The dire wolves possessed intelligence no lower than that of humans, and they understood one principle: once the Chaos Legion fell, the Ice Lord would recall