Amid the surging cold mist, figure after figure came treading over ice, swift as thunderbolts, appearing before everyone in perfect formation.
"Hahaha!"
A hearty laugh rang through the heavens. "The people of the Ice Frost Sacred Land have arrived in Qin Province today, specially sent by order of the Qin Family Divine Son to welcome you."
The one who spoke was none other than the Great Elder of the Ice Frost Sacred Land.
Looking up, one could vaguely see glacial spirit skiffs tearing across the sky, soaring a hundred zhang high. Figures stood thickly upon them, their presence awe-inspiring.
Seeing such a spectacle, the various factions across the continent naturally began to vaguely guess at the Qin Family's intentions this time.
Even if they were not planning to ascend the throne and establish a dynasty, it likely would not be far from that.
Thus, one after another, they were willing to stake everything and gamble properly on the Qin Family.
Especially those vassal factions that had long been dependent on the Qin Family. They had no way back and had long been bound to the same boat as the Qin Family—sharing glory in prosperity and sharing ruin in downfall.
Under such circumstances, it was better to bolster the Qin Family's prestige and allow its fortune to gather once more. Only then could they secure their chance at final victory.
In midair, the peak Quasi Emperor Realm aura of the Frost Sacred Master faintly emerged. Silently, it had already represented the stance of the Ice Frost Sacred Land.
It was clear to see.
This time, as he led the Ice Frost Sacred Land here, he still carried a faint, barely perceptible gambling spirit.
In the blink of an eye, wave after wave of heavenly phenomena swept in first.
It was a