The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6421

Gwendolyn walked slowly to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Together, they looked toward the solemn ice peak, toward the ancestral homeland that had carried the Frost Deity Branch's thousand years of rise and fall, thousand years of blood and tears, and thousand years of unbroken obsession.

The frost energy around her softened in silence. The killing edge in her eyes faded away, leaving only layers too tangled to speak through at once.

She stood quiet for a long while before she finally opened her mouth, her voice low, carrying what the Frost Deity Branch had held back for thousands of years and what they had waited for just as long. "This is the ancestral seat of the Frost Deity Branch. Our cultural root, our lineage root, and the source of our bloodline all gather here... We cannot keep letting the celestials occupy and trample it, turning it into forbidden grounds guarded by foreign tribes while our people are shamed generation after generation."

When her words fell, she slowly raised the Frostbrand in her hand.