Before Tianque City.
Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze from the distance and let it fall upon the panicked mass of Great Snow Dragon Steeds on the mountain ahead.
These snow-white Dragon Steeds, magnificent and extraordinary, were exotic beasts unique to the Great Snow Mountain of the Northern Barbarian Grasslands and the Northern Barbarians' most precious wealth.
Every Great Snow Dragon Steed was priceless.
Eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Steeds were also the Northern Barbarians' most powerful force.
Especially today, with the Northern Barbarian Imperial Advisor, Wheel-Turning King, dead.
As Jiang Ning watched the Great Snow Dragon Steeds, thoughts flashed rapidly through his mind.
Although Wheel-Turning King was dead, the God of the Great Snow Mountain behind him was still alive.
That God had spoken with him across tens of thousands of miles just moments ago. His attitude had been mild; he had called Jiang Ning young friend and had even frankly admitted that he might not be able to do anything to him.
Yet Jiang Ning knew full well that a God who could survive the great calamity of heaven and earth and endure through the ages until now was certainly not as simple as he appeared.
And these Great Snow Dragon Steeds were all exotic beasts that came from the Great Snow Mountain.
These Northern Barbarian Martial Artists were likewise devout believers of that God of the Great Snow Mountain.
He considered that if he slaughtered all these Great Snow Dragon Steeds, he would inevitably anger that God.
Even if that God had said he might not be able to do anything to him, making an enemy of someone who had concealed himself for who knew how many years was hardly a wise move.
Besides, while these Great Snow Dragon Steeds were precious to the Northern Barbarians, they held