Donglai Prefecture, Xian'an City.
The bright red blood had soaked through the pristine white snow, leaving behind embers that emitted black smoke.
The clash of armor and weapons echoed through the streets as a team of fierce soldiers marched by.
Occasional faint screams were barely perceptible amidst the cruel winter wind, making it all the more harsh.
In front of the city's most prominent mansion, warriors in Qing armor had it thoroughly besieged, with the main gate already breached. Countless warriors poured in, followed by a burst of intense screaming.
There was also a multitude of thunderous blasts and various phenomena occurring.
Clearly, Inborn Grandmasters were engaged in combat.
However, the commotion did not last long; after a moment, silence fell inside.
Clip-clop, clip-clop.
Meanwhile, the sound of galloping hooves approached from down the street.
A young man, clad in a Qing-colored royal robe, rode fiercely towards the gate and halted in front of it.
