Gu Lingxiao's voice rolled through the Barbarian Tribe Sacred Mountain like the voice of a god.
For a moment, heaven and earth fell deathly silent, with only the wind and snow howling.
Everyone waited in bewildered uncertainty for a long while, but nothing happened.
Gu Chenfeng could not help looking in confusion at his father, who still had his hand raised.
"Ahem...!"
Somewhat embarrassed, Gu Lingxiao lowered his raised hand and shouted angrily through the formation atop the mountain.
"Get a fucking move on, all of you! Charge at full speed!"
Gu Lingxiao was very displeased.
His thoroughly satisfying display of swagger had fallen apart right here.
Sure enough, as his angry shout rang out-
"Humm...!"
Suddenly, amid the howling wind and snow, faint tremors came from the land frozen for ten thousand miles.
The rumbling rapidly approached, making the earth shake harder.
The snow began to jump, cracks appeared in the ice, and even the Holy Mountain beneath everyone's feet began to tremble.
Of the Barbarian Tribe experts present, Wanyan Bulin was the most sensitive to this disturbance.
"An army is charging-at least fifty thousand cavalry!"
As the sound rapidly approached, the disturbance intensified.
Wanyan Bulin suddenly looked north of the Holy Mountain in shock.
"The sound is coming from the north! How is that possible?"
North of the Holy Mountain lay a bitterly cold, uninhabited frozen expanse where stationing troops was simply impossible.
Moreover, the Barbarian Tribe had watchtowers to the north. A charge across plains like those-
With no barriers to conceal them, their movements should have been exposed long ago.
How could an army approach the Holy Mountain without a single warning?
As though unable to believe any of this, Wanyan Bulin stepped onto his Flying Source Weapon and rose into the air.
He looked toward