Outside the Ancient Tree Cave Heaven.
Two Snow Mountains, two groups of people, staring at each other from a distance.
Marquis Yuanping and Snow Tiger Venerable locked eyes.
The distance between them was neither far nor near.
If both had Telepathy, a peaceful resolution might have been possible. Marquis Yuanping would lead his cavalry away, and Snow Tiger Venerable would also withdraw his followers from this place of trouble... But unfortunately, in specific situations, specific misunderstandings often arise.
This moment of eye contact confirmed one thought for both parties.
Meeting here was no coincidence.
"Demon Tide..."
"These Great Demons, from Howling Wind Valley... Are they ready to head south again?"
