The atmosphere within the Northern Mountain Gate was tense yet tinged with a hint of ease. The cultivators encountered along the way were mostly chatting and laughing. A year ago, the mountain gate was shrouded in a heavy, gloomy air.
Now, the territory of the Northern Mountain Gate was even smaller than it was last year, but the battle was fought with back-and-forth exchanges. Many battlefields intentionally pulled back and forth, continuously inflicting injuries on the Liao Clan. The casualties of the Liao Clan far exceeded those of the Taichu Palace, so everyone was full of confidence in the final victory.
