Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Time continued to pass, and the temperature of the northern end of the continent continued to plunge, the world becoming blanketed in snow.
With each passing day, the situations of the various countries grew worse.
At this moment, in the northwest, to the north of Beiting, the distant Western Turkic Khaganate had become the center of attention.
The mood had turned strange and bizarre.
At this moment, around the Western Turkic holy mountain of Mount Sanmi…
Whoosh!
Bitter winds howled across a vast steppe that had been turned into a sheet of white. Shepherds wearing thick fur capes were driving snow-covered and ill livestock to the south.
This sort of scene could be found all over the steppe.
As the weather grew colder and colder, both the livestock and the Western Turks themselves faced dire situations with regards to food and cold!
Each day, numerous people froze to death.
The empire was in great peril.
"Fourth Prince, we don't have much time left!"
At the base of the mountain a chubby man looked into the distance as he rubbed his hands.
The man, wearing thick wool clothes and sporting a thick beard, was none other than horse merchant Hulayeg.
In front of him was a young Hu of unusual bearing. He wore black robes, on the back of which had been woven a blazing sun and a howling wolf. He was looking in a daze at the peak of Mount Sanmi. This was none other than the Western Turkic Fourth Prince that Wang Chong had once taken hostage, and his name was Barshad!
Ever since Agudu Lan's death, Fourth Prince Barshad's and Hulayeg's statuses in the Western Turkic Khaganate had grown worse and worse. And as they both fell out of favor, they gradually began to draw closer and closer.
By now, Hulayeg had become the Fourth Prince's close confidant.
"With this great snow, the Khagan will probably make his decision in a few days."
Hulayeg looked through the snow at the summit as he spoke.
"The Khagan is growing more favorable to the First Prince with each passing day. Once the Khagan decides to ally with
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