Her judgment was correct.
During the previous monster tides, there were many monsters of the Snowy Kingdom hiding in the depths of the snowfield and mountains, waiting for the next monster tide to launch a surprise attack on the human army.
The question was, why did the Snowy Kingdom summon these monsters and abandon their original arrangement? What happened over there?
If it was a human country, it might be because the emperor had died suddenly, and all the forces had to urgently mobilize all the troops back to the capital to fight for the throne.
But the Snowy Kingdom didn't have such a problem, because there was no division of forces in the Snowy Kingdom, and there was only one queen.
Suddenly, a beam of light appeared in the distance.
Did the wind stop and the clouds disperse, and the morning sun appeared?
Bai Zao looked in that direction, but because it was too far away, he couldn't see it clearly even with the help of the Clearwater Appraisal.
"It's fog," said Jing Jiu.
The world over there suddenly became bright, not because of the morning sun, but because the fog refracted the light. One could imagine how thick the fog was.
That kind of cold fog could block the spiritual awareness and bring extremely low temperatures. What would the participants of the Cultivation tournament do if they encountered it?
What was more frightening was that the cold fog didn't come in one piece, but came in an overwhelming manner, like countless waves. It wouldn't disperse in a short time.
Bai Zao said, "Hurry up and send a warning. There should be enough time to retreat."
She wasn't talking about herself and Jing Jiu, but the cultivators who would participate in the Cultivation tournament.
As she said this, she thought of her Big Brother who had already gone deep into the mountains, and she was a little worried.
Jing Jiu's next words directly made her worry a reality.
"It's too late. The fog underground will come faster."
Bai Zao followed his line of sight and found that the cliffs that had been covered by snow were blown out by the cold wind, revealing dozens of holes that had been covered for countless years.
Just like the hole that the high-level snow worm had just drilled into.
A faint fog came out from those holes. She felt the coldness on her face even from a distance of dozens of feet.
She tightened the Fire Golden Sparrow cloak, and her face was a little pale, both because of the cold and because of her mood.
Jing Jiu looked at her face and remembered that she was not like him. She could not endure the low temperature and cold wind on the peak for a long time, so he rode his sword down the peak.
Bai Zao's flying artifact was an extremely thin piece of green colored glass. It looked very fragile, but its speed was very fast.
The two of them did not speak and flew toward the source of the fog.
The cold mist came faster than expected, and it didn't take long for their vision to be affected.
Fortunately, the amount of cold fog coming out from the underground and the mountain cracks was limited, so it wouldn't affect Zhen Yuan's movement and divine sense, but it would make the surroundings even colder.
Jing Jiu asked, "Can you hold on?"
Bai Zao nodded. Her eyelashes, which were covered with frost, trembled slightly. She looked extremely delicate.
Jing Jiu reached out his hand and pulled her over, saying, "Sit down."
Bai Zao was a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure. He withdrew the green glaze and sat on the sword as instructed.
Jing Jiu sat down as well, shielding his face from the incoming cold wind.
Looking at his back, Bai Zao said nothing.
Jing Jiu's stature was ordinary, but he looked a little tall in her eyes.
"It's really big."
"What?"
"I mean, your flying sword can seat two people."
"Yes, I specially picked it."
"You wanted to carry more people on your flying sword from the beginning?"
"No, I thought it would be more convenient to sit or lie down."
"That's … a good reason."
No one knew why Jing Jiu chose this iron sword that he inherited from Immortal Master Mo.
Only Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue had a vague guess.
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Jing Jiu continued to ride the sword forward. He could not exert his full speed because of the Chaotic Wind, but he did not have to worry about being attacked by the monsters of the Snowy Kingdom because of the cold fog.
The fog became thicker, and the coldness intensified.
Bai Zao closed his eyes and activated the Zhen Yuan Body Fortification Technique, saying nothing.
After a long distance, the sound of a flying sword piercing through the air suddenly came from somewhere in the cold fog, followed by the sound of the sword hitting a hard object, followed by several screams.
Eventually, all the sounds disappeared.
It was dead silent in the cold fog.
Jing Jiu paid no attention to it, as if he did not hear it.
Bai Zao glanced at him.
Jing Jiu said, "I said it was dangerous ahead."
Based on the distance and time, the sound should be from the contestants who requested to continue the Cultivation tournament the day before yesterday.
Bai Zao uttered an "Hmm" and said nothing more.
Jing Jiu glanced at her.
The iron sword moved slightly and changed its direction. Soon, it came to the place where the sound came from.
The cold fog was dispersed by the sword wind. They could vaguely see the scene below.
Several corpses were lying on the snowy ground.
Bai Zao recognized that they were the Cultivation practitioners who left the valley the day before yesterday. Among them were the two disciples of the Western Sea Sword School who made the most noise at that time.
Jing Jiu had driven away all the disciples of the Platanus Sect, which indirectly led to the lack of protection for these groups. Otherwise, they should have been able to hold on for a longer time.
Bai Zao knew that it was not Jing Jiu's fault. But thinking of the cause and effect, she couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental.
The iron sword kept moving forward. The fog grew thicker.
The most frightening thing was that the fog seemed to be even colder than the one they encountered that night, and it was more obstructive to their spiritual awareness. Bai Zao was very worried. Under such circumstances, even she couldn't use her magic treasure, and it would be difficult for her to fly on the Green Glazed Stone again. How could the other contestants retreat? What if they ran into those monsters of the Snowy Kingdom?
"Your judgment is correct. Those insects are in a hurry to retreat to the Snowy Kingdom. They won't attack unless they attack first."
Jing Jiu knew what she was thinking.
Bai Zao asked, "What if they run into them?"
Jing Jiu said, "Then they're unlucky."
Bai Zao said, "Even if they don't run into monsters, they can't hold on for too long in the cold fog. They don't have Zhen Yuan and Sword Awareness as strong as you."
Jing Jiu said, "There are many idiots in the Cultivation world, but there are also some smart people. Even if they don't believe me, they should be prepared."
At that moment, the two of them sensed a strong breath. They turned around and looked in the direction of the southwest.
Even though they were so far away and there was so much cold fog, they could still see clearly that a hole had been torn in the sky, and innumerable beams of light were falling down.
That hole was dozens of miles away from them. Such a momentum couldn't be achieved by ordinary magic treasures.
Jing Jiu had excellent eyesight, so he saw clearly that the thing falling down from the sky and dispersing the cold fog was a green lotus, which should be the Green Lotus Boat of the Kunlun Sect.
Then, in the sky above the mountains, several extremely strong breaths appeared one after another, emitting innumerable beams of light.
The Cloud Boat of the Zhongzhou School, the Lotus Carriage of the Zen Master, the Straight Line of Water and Sky of Ōzawa … and even the Sword Boat of the Aoyama Sect appeared again.
The most precious treasures of the orthodox sects had all come here. The Qi of heaven and earth was in chaos, and the cold fog was flowing everywhere. The vision became clearer.
Many black dots left the mountains and were sucked into the sky by those beams of light. They should be the young Cultivation practitioners who would participate in the Cultivation tournament.
The cold fog suddenly came out faster, and the mountains became even colder.
The sects picked up their disciples even faster, trying to compete with the cold fog for time.
Seeing this, Bai Zao relaxed a little, and suddenly found the bamboo plate on her wrist was shining.
It was a signal for help from her colleagues.
She was startled and lost her composure. The coldness invaded her body, and her face turned pale.
She took out a magic pill and swallowed it, coughing a few times in pain.
Jing Jiu asked, "Are you sure you won't leave?"
"I can't leave. You should leave quickly. I really can leave at any time."
She was worried that Jing Jiu wouldn't believe her, so she said, "I have the Seal of Ten Thousand Miles with me."
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