The mysterious expert naturally saw the confusion in Meng Zhao and Zhao Rulíng's expressions, but he offered no further explanation. He merely said that once they went to Sifang City, they would understand the crucial details.
Meng Zhao and Zhao Rulíng had nothing else to do. Having finished off the spies and hidden agents bought by Beitang Sheng, they had originally planned to return to Lingwu City. Now that such an opportunity had arisen, there was no harm in going to take a look. Perhaps they really could win over a force worth using.
Thus, the three Celestials gathered and headed for the so-called Sifang City. To them, it was no more than a leisurely journey, unimpeded all the way.
In the end, the mysterious expert—also the Celestial who called himself Lord Bei—led Meng Zhao and Zhao Rulíng before a snow-covered mountain.
The snow mountain stood beside an icy river. Though ice and snow covered its surroundings, under the influence of some unknown power, vast swathes of green vegetation had actually grown there. As a result, quite a number of ferocious beasts and wild animals lived within it. At a glance, it seemed like the meeting point of two utterly different seasons, summer and winter.
Meng Zhao opened his divine eyes, surveying heaven and measuring earth. Under the Emperor's Qi Gazing Technique, he saw most of what set this patch of land apart and praised, "What a formidable array. A single Pure Yang Blazing Fire Pearl, under the array's effects, has actually transformed into the blazing bird Bi Fang. With the vitality of pure summer, it nourishes this mountain range, creating endless forests and nurturing all things. Whose handiwork is this?"
The Arctic Ice Plains were a paradise of ice and snow, synonymous with bitter cold, grim slaughter, and lifeless