Bingyun Continent was located in the extreme west. It had a radius of nearly 20 million kilometers. Its area was almost twice that of Chongming Island. Nearly one-third of the land was glaciers, one-third of the land was snow all year round, and the remaining one-third was cold all year round. Thus, Bingyun Continent was named after it.

Ling Xue City belonged to the Bingyun Continent's Bingjie Prefecture. It happened to be located near the glacier line. Many xiuzhe who entered the glacier would choose to settle here, so this place belonged to the transportation hub type of the city. Ever since the Demon Realm descended on the glaciers of Frozen Continent, the once prosperous Great City Hall had become extremely desolate and lonely. This place had also become a major military town, and the streets were filled with heavily guarded groups of xiuzhe.

At this moment, Ling Xue City was drifting with heavy snow. The snow on the ground was nearly meters deep. Dozens of bitter body modifiers waved their big brooms to clean the streets. Their lips were black from the cold. The hot air they exhaled instantly turned into white mist. If it wasn't for the fact that they wanted to support their families, they would be willing to come out and suffer in this kind of weather.

Five cultivators who looked like immortal cultivators hurriedly passed by. One of them swept his body vigorously, causing snow to splatter onto one of them's robes. The furry-lipped youth apologized in horror. The Immortal Cultivator only glared at him fiercely before rushing straight to the city gate with the other four. The youth couldn't help but secretly rejoice and wipe away a cold sweat that didn't even exist on his forehead.

"Strange, these fellows are actually so good-looking!" A sturdy physique cultivator beside him muttered.

"Brother Wei, is it normal for him to beat me up?" The youth rolled his eyes in displeasure.

Brother Wei smiled innocently and said, "Brother doesn't mean that. I just feel that such a normally arrogant and domineering fellow has suddenly become so easy to talk to. If it is compared to before, it will definitely be a good fight!"

At this moment, a skinny old body cultivator interrupted leisurely, "I'm sure that Lingbing City has lost. These fellows are fleeing for their lives. They have time to beat people up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Physique Cultivators paled in shock and surrounded them with their brooms on their shoulders!

"Uncle Zhu, is this impossible? How could Lingbing City lose? There are 20,000 troops stationed there, and the Nascent Soul Grand Experts exceeded the time limit by more than 20!" The youth's eyes widened as he shouted loudly.

"That's right, Old Man Zhu, don't talk nonsense!"

"That's right, it's impossible for the demons to break through Lingbing City!"

The old men curled their lips in disdain and said, "Twenty thousand troops and twenty Nascent Soul experts are amazing. You don't know how many demons have come this time, or else I'll scare you to death!"

Everyone was instantly frightened and asked in shock, "How much?"

Old man Zhu spat out a mouthful of white mist and licked his cracked lips. Immediately, a clever person handed over a wine gourd and flattered, "Old Zhu, drink a mouthful of wine to warm your stomach!"

The old men gave him a complimentary look, took a big sip of the wine gourd, and spat out a mouthful of wine in comfort. The old man hurriedly took the wine gourd back in pain and cursed in his heart that this damned old ghost had a big mouth.

"Old man Zhu, you also drank some wine. Hurry up and pour out some ingredients!" Someone urged.

"My nephew just came back from Lingbing City not long ago. He saw the demon army surround Lingbing City with his own eyes. Tsk tsk, it's so dark that it's impossible to see the edge. At least 30,000 … 50,000!" Old men pulled the bamboo hat that was used to block the snow and said mysteriously in a low voice.

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air!

"Uncle Zhu, is it 30,000 or 50,000?" The youth asked anxiously.

"This … it's hard to say, it's around thirty to fifty thousand anyway!"

"Even if there are 30,000 to 50,000, they may not be able to take down Ice City. There are more than 20,000 regular troops in the city, and there are also local sects and forces to help!"

Uncle Zhu sneered, "The demons are not vegetarians. It has been more than a year since the war began. We have lost more than half of the glaciers. If this continues, the entire glacier will belong to the demons, and even the entire Frozen Continent will fall!"

The youth's face turned pale from shock and he shouted, "Then what should we do?"

"Flee. Flee to a farther city, or simply to another continent!" Someone interrupted.

"Heavens, are you crazy? With our little ability, we can escape to another continent? I'm afraid we've been killed by a ferocious beast before we even left the Ice Splitting Manor!"

At this time, more and more Physique Cultivators gathered and began to discuss in panic.

"If Lingbing City really loses, the demons will soon attack Ling Xue City. Damn it! My wife is about to give birth, what should we do?"

At this moment, a small group of immortal cultivators rushed over with murderous intent. The leader shouted, "What are you doing? There's no need to work anymore?"

The crowd immediately scattered in fright. The leader walked over to the old man and the others with murderous intent and asked coldly, "Who took the lead to deceive the crowd first?"

The few people beside him lowered their heads in silence. After all, the youth was the youngest. His face immediately turned deathly pale, and he lowered his head and trembled. "No one admits it, right? Alright, chop off everyone here!" The leader smiled sinisterly.

Zheng, unsheath the sharp sword!

Pupu! Two heads flew into the air, blood spraying out from the springs on the necks of the two headless corpses.

The crowd of body cultivators instantly exploded like a pot, letting out an extremely horrified scream. The young body cultivator whose face was splashed with blood even peed his pants on the spot, and his legs went limp as he fell to the ground. The leader's eyes were filled with disgust as he coldly scolded, "Trash!"

"It's me, I'm the one who led the way to deceive the crowd. Everyone else is innocent!" The youth suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly.

The leader couldn't help but be surprised, this guy who was so scared that he peed his pants actually had the guts to admit it!

"I said, don't kill anyone else!" The youth's body cultivator's face was pale as he said in a trembling voice.

"Very good, you dare to act!" The leader's face was gloomy as he stabbed the youth's body cultivator with the sword in his hand.

"Lingbing City is as firm as a rock. Who dares to spread rumors again? Kill without mercy!" The leader glanced at the corpse of the youth's body cultivator, threw down an icy cold sentence and led the team away.

"Xiaochun!" Brother Wei walked to the corpse of the youth and knelt down. He clenched his fists tightly and said sadly, "You always say Brother Wei is stupid, but why are you so stupid today?"

The other body cultivators lowered their heads and hid far away, afraid of causing trouble, so they didn't even dare to get close!

Brother Wei scolded with red eyes, "Are you bastards still men? If you let Little Muddy take the blame, your conscience will be eaten by dogs?"

Everyone lowered their heads in shame. Someone even murmured, "It's not our fault. Who isn't afraid of death? If you, Wei Dayong, aren't afraid of death, why don't you come out and take the blame?"

Wei Dayong was speechless. It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but that his wife was about to give birth. As the pillar of the family, he couldn't die. However, no matter what, he really didn't have the qualifications to scold others.

Wei Dayong punched the ice-cold ground, causing the stone slab to shatter and blood to flow from his fist.

Wei Dayong picked up Little Muddy's corpse and strode away. The old men hurriedly chased after him and said, "Great Wei, no one wants this to happen. Little Muddy's death was just an accident!"

Wei Dayong suddenly stood still and looked back. He sneered, "Old men, it was you who created the terracotta warriors. Why didn't you admit it? Why did you want Little Muddy to take the blame for your death? Do you still have the nerve to say such sarcastic words now? It seems that everything has nothing to do with you!"

The old men looked around in horror and whispered, "Great Wei, Little Chaos is already dead. What can I do? You don't want to kill this old man too, do you?"

Wei Dayong sneered in disgust and left with the youth's corpse in his arms!

"Hey, Da Wei, you haven't finished your work yet. You don't want to get paid anymore?" Old Man Zhu reminded loudly.

Wei Dayong didn't care about him at all!

"What an unreasonable stubborn donkey!" The old men shook their heads, picked up their brooms and continued to sweep the snow peacefully.

When the heavy snow stopped, Lingbing City's hundred-meter-tall city wall had already turned into ruins. The snow was filled with broken corpses and blood stains. It was tragic and tragic!

Lingbing City shattered, and the rumors became reality.

After more than a month of intense battle, the human camp was still unable to defeat the demon army. Lord Lingbing City brought the remaining experts and nearly ten thousand routed troops back to Ling Xue City. Ling Bing fell into the hands of the demon race, and a hole was torn in the middle of the glacier in Frozen Continent.

The demon army was cleaning up the battlefield and killing the xiuzhe who had escaped the net in the city. There were only a few sporadic battles in the vast Lingbing City. Some of the cultivators who hadn't escaped weren't killed. Instead, they were organized to repair the broken city walls.

In Ling Feng City, there was an ice peak that resembled a lotus flower, hence the name Ice Lotus Peak.

However, there was a lake on the summit of the Ice Lotus Peak that was not frozen all year round. In the lake, a magical lotus-shaped small Iceland was formed. It was called the Ice Lotus Platform. Legend has it that this Ice Lotus Platform has existed for hundreds of millions of years, storing the ice soul energy of the entire glacier, which is of great benefit to people who cultivate ice attribute cultivation techniques.

At this moment, a heroic demon male stood on the ice lotus platform. He had a tall nose, a wide mouth, and a wide chin. His eyebrows slanted like knives, and there was a golden crystal protruding from his forehead. Beside the man's feet was a large block of profound ice. Inside was a peerlessly beautiful girl dressed in white like snow. Her ice and snow ethereal face was suffocating, but it was so cold that one couldn't even think of anything wrong. If Zhao Yu was jade, then she was ice, a ten thousand-year-old profound ice. The Mystic Ice Girl closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep peacefully.

The demon male lowered his head and quietly admired the beautiful face in the ice. His expression was similarly calm and gentle. There were eight demon guards dressed in green by the lake. They were like eight tree stumps standing there, unable to even lift up half of their clothes when the wind blew by. As the personal guard of this demon man, they knew that the Lord did not like to be disturbed at this time, even if it was the sound of his clothes being blown up.

The demon man stood in front of the ice cube for half an hour before he seemed to have accomplished something major. He turned around and fluttered away. The eight personal guards silently followed behind him, like eight of his shadows.

"Leave a thousand guards to guard the Ice Lotus Peak. Meng Ge, you stay too!" The demon male instructed.

"Yes!" One of the eight personal guards immediately returned to the Ice Lotus Platform.