A group of nine people journeyed, with Bai Xiaofan walking alone in front, Shangguan Xuan following a step behind, and the seven cultivators at the Mahayana Realm trailing silently at a distance from the two.
"Originally, this mountain was beautiful, filled with birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, and shaded by green trees, but after more than a year of rain, all the flowers, grass, and trees were frozen to death!"
Looking at the barren sight on both sides of the mountain path, Shangguan Xuan sniffed with discontent.
It's all the fault of those damned people from Rain Country!
If they hadn't invaded, pouring endless rain for more than a year, causing Zhou Country's temperature to suddenly drop, turning everything to ice, the flowers and plants on the back mountain wouldn't have died!
If they hadn't invaded, Zhou Country wouldn't have lost so many soldiers, nor would so many innocent civilians have frozen to death!
