May I seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and live a long and prosperous life.

After restoring order to Yin City, the Third Prince gave the order, and an army of 100,000 set off directly for Ice City.

Ten days later, the army arrived in Harbin.

Chen Tianwang was still not in the Ice City. He seemed to know his own limitations, realizing that without a martial arts expert to fight against Ye Tianzi, he could not defend the city.

As Chen Tianwang predicted, Bingcheng was easily recaptured by the Chu army.

After the Third Prince issued a series of decrees and settled Ice City, he led an army of 100,000 to advance on Snow City, the last city in the Northwest.

Selangor is the coldest city in Selangor, and it is covered in snow all year round.

Behind Snow City lies an endless expanse of snow-capped mountains, a sacred place in the hearts of the people of Snow City.

There is a Snow Mountain Religion on the Great Snow Mountain, and almost all the people of Snow City believe in the Snow Mountain Religion.

Eight days later, the Third Prince led an army of 100,000 men and arrived at the gates of Snow City without stopping.

At this time, Chen Tianwang was still not stationed in Snow City; instead, his generals were guarding the area.

With powerful Grandmaster-level martial artists leading the way, Snow City quickly fell, meaning that the entire Snow Prefecture had been recovered by the Chu army.

All three northwestern prefectures have been recovered. The only regret is that the high-ranking officials of the pseudo-Liang regime, led by Chen Tianwang, are still at large.

Therefore, the Third Prince ordered a citywide curfew to search for Chen Tianwang's whereabouts and issued a proclamation that anyone who provided information on Chen Tianwang's location would be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, a hundred acres of fertile land, and the title of baron; anyone who provided Chen Tianwang's head would be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver, a thousand acres of fertile land, and the title of marquis!

Soon after the Third Prince issued the proclamation, news of Chen Tianwang arrived.

Reports indicate that King Chen, along with 500 personal guards and trusted generals, is currently hiding in the Snow Mountain Sect on the Great Snow Mountain!

Upon receiving the news, the Third Prince immediately led 10,000 elite soldiers and 2,000 warriors toward the Great Snow Mountain.

……

Great Snow Mountain, Snow Mountain Sect Master's Hall.

King Chen, the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, and others were standing below the main hall. Sitting in the main seat was an old man with white hair and a white robe, who looked to be at least ninety years old.

"You just said that our sect leader has died at the hands of the Chu warrior Ye Tianzi?" The white-haired old man looked at Chen Tianwang expressionlessly and asked.

"Old Master, your sect leader did indeed die at their hands. In the end, it was my fault. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have come down the mountain in person. Alas, the Chu Kingdom is cruel and inhumane. I couldn't bear to see three of your sect's true disciples die tragically at the hands of the Chu warrior, Night Emperor, so I couldn't help but inform your sect leader. I never expected that it would harm him!"

"Who is this Night Emperor? How could he possibly kill Han Chuan (the current leader of the Snow Mountain Sect), a Grandmaster? You must know that Han Chuan is the most outstanding talent in our Snow Mountain Sect in the past hundred years. He successfully advanced to the Grandmaster realm at the young age of sixty. Apart from those few old monsters, who in the world could kill him? Who would dare to kill him? Tell me, are you deceiving me?" the white-haired old leader shouted sternly.

Chen Tianwang remained silent, because even he himself found it hard to believe.

Did he simply tell them that a Grandmaster-level martial artist had killed their leader? How many people would believe that? Without experiencing it firsthand, no one would believe such an absurd thing.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to reveal that the Night Emperor had killed the leader of your sect, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect entered the hall to report:

"Reporting to Ancestor, something terrible has happened! A large number of soldiers and martial artists have gathered outside the mountain gate, demanding that we hand over Chen Tianwang and the others immediately."

"Otherwise, then... then my Snow Mountain Sect will be wiped out completely." The Snow Mountain Sect disciple finished speaking, trembling.

The white-haired old cult leader raised an eyebrow, slammed his hand on the armrest, and said angrily, "Hmph, what a big mouth you have! I have roamed the world for sixty years, and no one has ever dared to speak to me like this. Come, come with me and let's go see what's going on. Heavenly King Chen, you can come with me too. Don't worry, guests are guests, and our cult will certainly not expose you."

Chen Tianwang wanted to refuse, but he had no choice but to submit when he was under someone else's roof.

Therefore, Chen Tianwang and the others had no choice but to follow the white-haired old cult leader to the Snow Mountain Sect's mountain gate.

At the mountain gate, the grandmasters, martial artists, and military generals stood behind the Third Prince, awaiting his response.

Hundreds of Snow Mountain Sect disciples, armed with weapons, confronted the Third Prince's faction at the mountain gate.

Li Heng disguised himself as an ordinary soldier and mingled in the crowd.

After about half a cup of tea's time, the white-haired old cult leader and Chen Tianwang and his group appeared at the mountain gate.

The white-haired old cult leader walked to the front and gestured for the Snow Mountain Cult disciples to put away their weapons.

If a fight were to break out, without his presence, it would be a one-sided massacre. As the former leader of the sect, he naturally could not stand idly by and watch the Snow Mountain Sect perish.

"This must be the Third Prince of Chu. I pay my respects," the white-haired old master said, bowing.

The Third Prince also slightly bowed and asked, "How should I address you, sir?"

"Haha, it's normal that Your Highness the Third Prince hasn't heard of me. I am the former leader of the Snow Mountain Sect, Jiang Baihe."

"I wonder what brings Your Highness to my sect with such a large entourage? Our sect is a non-Buddhist sect and has no intention of getting involved in worldly affairs. If there is any misunderstanding, please point it out, Your Highness."

"Hmph, you old man, you know perfectly well what I'm asking. If you hadn't taken in Chen Tianwang and his gang of bandits, why would we have bothered to come to your shabby mountain gate!" A young general behind the Third Prince stepped forward and cursed.

"Oh, so that's what it's about. That's exactly what I came here for too."

"Chen Tianwang and his companions are guests of my Snow Mountain Sect. Now that they have come to my sect, my Snow Mountain Sect has an obligation to ensure their safety. Moreover, Chen Tianwang has already been defeated and has no troops left, so there is no possibility of him making a comeback. Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. Your Highness, could you please give Chen Tianwang a break for my sake?"

"This is absolutely impossible! The crimes committed by this traitor Chen are too numerous to count. If he is not brought to justice, the millions of innocent souls who have died will not agree, the people of the world will not agree, and I, the Third Prince, will never agree!" The Third Prince finally spoke up and angrily denounced.

The white-haired old cult leader narrowed his eyes and threatened:

"Your Highness, aren't you afraid that I'll fight to the death, that blood will flow every five steps and the world will be in mourning? I've been a Grandmaster for over thirty years now, and taking the head of an enemy general amidst ten thousand troops is not a difficult task for me. Your Highness, please reconsider."

The Third Prince shook his head and sighed, "Even if you kill me, there is no chance of turning things around. Besides, you can kill me, but can you kill all 100,000 of my elite armored troops? My 100,000 soldiers could drown your sect with a single spit from each of them. Even if you don't consider yourself, you should at least consider the Snow Mountain Sect."

"Is there really no room for negotiation?"

"Absolutely not! Chen and his accomplices must be handed over!"

After a moment of silence, the white-haired old master suddenly said, "Since there's nothing to talk about, why don't we try a different approach? I've heard that you have a martial artist named Night Emperor, whose divine skills are unparalleled and whose fame is widespread. I've long wanted to meet him."

"How about I have a duel with the Night Emperor? Life or death is irrelevant. If I win, I hope Your Highness will spare King Chen and his men. If I lose, Your Highness may take King Chen and the others with you. What do you say?"