Less than ten thousand li from the Ice Sea.
A majestic city stood amid the mountains, spanning nearly a hundred li. A pale green, translucent barrier covered its walls, which rose a hundred zhang high.
For hundreds of li around the city, cultivators had once transformed the land into fertile fields, where vast numbers of mortals lived.
Now, however, the formations had been broken, and thick ice and snow blanketed all those fertile lands, leaving only clusters of ruined village buildings.
From time to time, the hideous silhouette of a demon beast flashed past, eager to choose a victim to devour.
This city, surrounded by demon beasts, was Silver Moon City, one of humanity's Eight Great Main Cities in the Far North.
Of course, with their strength limited, Silver Moon City's cultivators had been forced to abandon their strongholds outside the city, painful though it was.
Before withdrawing, however, they had evacuated all the mortals who had lived and raised their families outside the walls into the city, so mortal losses had not been particularly severe.
The cultivators of Silver Moon City, on the other hand, had suffered considerable casualties fighting the demon beasts and could only appeal to the other main cities for aid.
Fortunately, True Person Mu Yun of the Snowflight Sect had arrived several months earlier. With his assistance, Silver Moon City's precarious situation had finally stabilized.
In the sky, behind a naturally formed white cloud, a dwarf in green robes hid from view, strange patterns covering his face. His bulging eyes gazed down at the city below, brimming with greed.
Yet amid his greed, he could not help feeling somewhat surprised that Silver Moon City had held out against the demon beasts' siege. "Another Core Formation junior has actually come. Good, good-the more cultivators here, the