Tan Xue Feng and Ding Shi deeply agreed with this.
"Most demonic beasts spend their lives dormant underground. Beneath the Snow Region's thick layers of ten-thousand-year snow, and after concealing their auras, they become even harder for cultivators to detect."
"But the demonic beasts that have lived here year-round are unaffected by such interference. Instead, they are extremely sensitive to visitors in the wind and snow."
"So when traveling through the Snow Region, one must be exceedingly careful. You never know where a powerful demonic beast might suddenly burst out and swallow you whole."
"Over the past several thousand years, quite a few cultivators participating in the Ten Thousand Nations Assembly have died for this very reason," Ye Tian said.
Just as he finished speaking, a black dot appeared vaguely at the very edge of their vision.
From such a great distance, its blackness remained so clear, stubbornly piercing through layer upon layer of wind and snow to enter their sight. It was definitely no small object.
Sure enough, as the flying boat sped forward and drew closer, the black dot grew larger and larger, its area expanding wider and wider.
What finally appeared before them was an enormous city built of black stone.
There seemed to be no sign of life in the city. It stood silently and peacefully upon the snowy plains.
Ye Tian guided the flying boat down and stopped before the city gates.
The city appeared to have been abandoned for a long time. The tops of its heavy walls were covered in thick snow.
Below, the city gate was nothing more than a dark tunnel leading inward. The actual gates had long since vanished without a trace.
Above the archway were carved some characters with rather strange strokes.
"These are the writings of the demon