While Li Xuancang hunted in the Abyss, a chaotic war erupted across the Wild Continent.
The various factions attacked one another, beacon smoke rose on all sides, and the flames of war never ceased.
A bloody battle broke out in the once-peaceful Snow Region.
The Rain Clan was attacked by the Ice Spirit Clan. Both sides fought to the death without retreating, and casualties continued to mount.
Like the Rain Clan, the Ice Spirit Clan were favored children of the frigid lands. They moved through the Snow Region like fish in water, unaffected by its bitter cold. They met the Rain Clan needle to needle, wheat awn to wheat awn, neither yielding an inch.
"Kill our way in and seize the Snow Region."
The two sides' fighting strength was nearly equal, but the Ice Spirit Clan had greater numbers and the support of quite a few factions. The Rain Clan retreated step by step.
Within the Priestess Temple, the High Priestess and many Rain Clan elders discussed a strategy to defeat the enemy.
"High Priestess, the Ice Spirit Clan is advancing with overwhelming force. They have even joined hands with demonic factions such as the Nine Nether Demon Cult and the Corpse Demon Sect. The front line has already collapsed. It will not be long before they reach our clan grounds. How should we respond?"
Everyone looked to the High Priestess with expectant eyes, treating her as their sole support.
Worry clouded the High Priestess's exquisitely beautiful face. She could think of no solution.
The Rain Clan had always remained detached from the world and had no allies. Now that several great factions had attacked them, no one could come to their aid. They could only fight alone.
"Our clan has the Nine Heavens Frost. They will not be able