Nearly a million legions left Tianguan in a mighty manner and stepped into the vast icy sea.
When a strong man goes out on a campaign, he will die ten times and never return.
The white sea surface with no visible edge is slowly filled with "dark clouds".
Lu Fan followed him and looked back, seeing a blizzard covering the sky and the earth. The sky gate towered into the vast sky, standing in the wind and rain, completely separating the two worlds.
"Is this outside the customs?"
When people looked forward and faced the frozen sea for the first time, they were all shocked.
The scene in front of me is desolate and solemn. The scene is like a frozen scene, boundless, and filled with murderous intent and coldness.
The scenery outside the pass is boundless and frozen.
Countless human and demon corpses were frozen beneath their feet.
The extremely cold weather turns this seawater into solid frozen soil.
The corpses of some human warriors were dug up bit by bit by workers over the years and brought to Tianguan.
But in the next battle, more bodies will be buried.
Gradually, Tianguan gave up exhuming corpses and turned to erecting monuments for them.
After every battle, a huge ice sculpture will be erected here.
Engraved on it are the number and time of the expeditionary legion.
Looking around, there are no less than thirty ice-carved stone monuments, large and small.
This means that more than thirty battles, large and small, involving millions of people took place here.
Blood dyed part of the ice red, and blood seemed to be flowing in the ice and snow, showing how cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless this new era was.
It completely matches the scene in the Qingwu scroll.
"Why are there still flowers?"
With a low cry, Lu Fan looked over.
I discovered that under my feet and in the ice crevices around me, extremely beautiful red flowers were growing.
It's so charming and intoxicating.
"It's so beautiful. There are such beautiful flowers here."
"Is the Ice Age finally coming to an end and everything about to recover?"
Some people stopped and subconsciously reached out to pick flowers.
"stop!"
A red-robed soldier shouted sternly: "This is the flower of the other shore, no one is allowed to get close or touch it!"
He stood on the periphery, looking at those charming flowers, his eyes full of fear.
"Higanbana?"
The man disagreed: "It's just a flower. It's a flower from the other side. Could it be that all the underworld has come up to it now?"
An older red-robed warrior shouted in a low voice: "The flower of the other shore only grows in places where the bones of countless dead people are piled up."
"Under this battlefield, tens of millions of corpses are buried."
"That's why the flower of the other side grows. And although this kind of flower is pretty, the root system of every flower of the other side is deeply rooted in the burial layer of corpses hundreds of meters deep below."
"The petals are highly poisonous, even the Heavenly Lord would not dare to touch them easily."
"If you touch it now, I can guarantee that you will turn into a puddle of thick water within three seconds."
"Would you like to try it on?"
The man's face turned pale with fright, and he retreated dozens of meters before stopping.
But he didn't notice it at all. In panic, he stepped on a black Hibiscus flower with the sole of his foot.
Accompanied by a crisp sound of "click".
He lowered his head in despair, and the soles of his feet turned into blood. Almost in the blink of an eye, the person was gone, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, and even the clothes and weapons disappeared.
And the trampled flower on the other side has already quietly restored its original appearance, blooming with a coquettish and charming light on the frozen land.
