The blizzard tore at the lead-gray sky.
It devoured even the last sliver of daylight in the distance.
The murky gale swept up gravel and freezing air, like hundreds of millions of wronged souls wailing.
Wind and snow battered the scarred yet still towering city walls of this desperate land.
In the other defensive sectors, light had become a luxury.
Though countless lords racked their brains, they could only extend the light slightly beyond the city walls.
For them, most of the battlefield was so dark they could not see their own hands.
They could only make out the Others by their blue eyes and the strange light they emitted while rampaging.
But within Zong Shen's defensive sector, the Dawn Canopy brought warmth and light.
It made the areas inside and outside distinctly separate.
At this moment, no one within the defensive sector could observe what was happening in the darkness beyond the Dawn Canopy.
They only knew that enormous disturbances kept coming from beyond the light screen.
It was as though some colossal creature was churning the world within the darkness!
At the same time, as far as Zong Shen could see, the area had long since become a true sea of despair.
Endless mutated frost worms packed every inch of the blue ice.
This place was not completely dark, however, because the brood nest that had squeezed out from the fissure was releasing blue light, bathing the surroundings in a bluish glow.
Those frost worms were another new trick concocted by the brood nest.
They writhed and screeched.
Viscous bodily fluids mixed with frozen soil, forming nauseating icy bogs.
Their serrated mouthparts opened and closed, spewing corrosive frost-acid mist that rapidly gathered into patches of yellow-green toxic clouds.
They eroded the Chaos light screen around Zong Shen's body,