"Whoosh...!"
The north wind swept across the land, ice and snow filling the sky.
The Northern Frozen Expanse lay frozen year-round, its skies and earth dim, the light of sun and moon rarely seen.
But today, the northern lands were lit by the flames atop the Barbarian Tribe Sacred Mountain.
The roaring blaze was like a gigantic torch kindled in this far northern land, bringing light and warmth to this stretch of heaven and earth.
It also drew the gazes of the creatures living on this land, and of all the Barbarians in their capital not too far away.
From afar, they saw the bloody light soaring into the sky from the Sacred Mountain Summit.
They saw the towering Barbarian God’s Phantom raise its divine axe high, seemingly about to cleave this dim world apart.
Reverence from the depths of their souls made countless Barbarians want to kneel in worship.
But in the very next instant.
At the Sacred Mountain Summit, a sword light interwoven with purple and bloody radiance blazed like the light of the polar day, spanning a thousand zhang with a spirit that could swallow ten thousand miles!
The dazzling radiance made it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.
They could only vaguely see that sword light slash toward the Barbarian God, swiftly engulfing that towering figure.
Then a terrified cry rang out between heaven and earth.
"Grand Shaman, save me!"
The voice was frantic, filled with deep terror.
Almost every Barbarian recognized the owner of that voice.
It was the cry of the Barbarian Emperor, Huyan Nushan. He was calling for help.
"Alas...!"
Following that cry, an aged sigh came from deep within the Imperial City of the Barbarian Tribe's Imperial Capital.
The next instant, a boundless, majestic force of Divine Sense actually manifested