Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Conversation
As a Grade Fifth Soul Condensation Realm cultivator, even Xu Yuan could not withstand the severe cold here, let alone ordinary folks and citizens.
When Xu Yuan and his group of four traveled northward initially, they followed the official roads, which were almost always situated in the most developed regions.
But even so, many people still died.
Under the devastating blizzards, the chaos with horses and hungry soldiers symbolized something very simple, but equally brutal.
There were corpses littered for miles, countless frozen bones, people even resorted to eating their own children out of desperation.
Since The Imperial Court had chosen to act against the Northern Border Sects, all of the Imperial Family and the Prime Minister's Mansion's machinery of war or production would revolve around this decision.