North of the Frost Immortal Dynasty, a vast number of cultivators scattered in all directions, pursued relentlessly by countless dragon puppets, unwilling to let any human escape.

The Western Polar Dragon King soared over the lands of the Frost Immortal Dynasty. With the sudden cessation of resistance from the human cultivators, all defenses crumbled in an instant. The Western Polar Dragon King charged directly into the Frost Immortal Dynasty, his massive body effortlessly destroying everything on the ground.

Yet, a growing doubt gnawed at him: why were these humans smiling?

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the Western Polar Dragon King abruptly lifted his massive head.