Endless slaughter had churned the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this region into utter chaos. No weather should have been able to form here.
Yet now, how could it be snowing?
Watching more and more snowflakes drift down, Nangong Huanmeng instinctively reached out to catch one!
"Hiss!"
The snowflake landed on her slender finger, and boundless cold swept through her in an instant. Though her magical power refined away that bone-deep chill almost immediately, it still made her suck in a sharp breath.
The snowflakes drifting through the sky could actually affect a Mahayana expert?
Shock filled Nangong Huanmeng's face. A moment later, she cried out.
"This is bad! The armies outside!"
"Relay my orders! Have the armies form formations! Every army, regardless of allegiance-form up immediately!"
Nangong Huanmeng was frantic. Those six hundred million troops were spread throughout the surrounding region, reaching all the way to the foot of Motuo City's walls, and this snowfall covered almost all of them!
Mahayana Realm experts could withstand this ferocious snowstorm, but that did not mean the armies under their command could!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Nangong Huanmeng's voice instantly silenced the bustling camp. Nangong Jie was just about to reprimand her when she charged out of the camp without a care. Bitter winds poured inside, startling everyone!
Beneath Motuo City, the captives wailed. The armies had surrounded the entire city so tightly that nothing could fly out.
The sudden blizzard also stunned the surrounding armies, its bone-piercing chill cooling the frenzied atmosphere.
Some low-ranking soldiers turned straight into ice sculptures the instant the snowflakes touched them, unable even to cry for help.
The twelve Mahayana experts overseeing the battlefield notified the armies to form formations almost without hesitation upon discovering the anomaly. By the time they finished their frantic