In front of Celestial Palace City.
Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze from the distance, letting it fall on the panicked Great Snow Dragon Horses atop the mountain.
These dragon horses, entirely snow-white and extraordinarily divine, are unique beasts to Great Snow Mountain of the Beiman, the most precious wealth of the Beiman.
Every Great Snow Dragon Horse is an invaluable treasure.
Eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses also constitute the strongest force of the Beiman.
Especially on this day when the North Barbarian State Preceptor, King Zhuanlun, has died.
Jiang Ning looked at these Great Snow Dragon Horses, his thoughts rapidly flashing through his mind.
Although King Zhuanlun has died, the Great Snow Mountain God behind him still lives.
Earlier, that God communicated with him from thousands of miles away, with a gentle demeanor, addressing him as a young friend, even openly admitting might not be able to deal with him.
