Having received the Aurora God Emperor's permission, Fan Lang was free to go all out and personally face the Snowmoon God Emperor's fury once more.
Fan Lang looked at the Snowmoon God Emperor and proposed, "Your Majesty, could we move somewhere else and have a proper talk? It's too noisy here, with too many people. This isn't a good place for negotiations. As for where we talk, Your Majesty can decide. The location doesn't matter, as long as no one disturbs us."
"Hmph. It seems you intend to make outrageous demands, and you have too many conditions to explain in just a few words. Am I right?" the Snowmoon God Emperor said coldly.
"I truly want to speak with Your Majesty. What I wish to discuss concerns more than just the Snow Sable Marshal's soul. If it is only the two of us, things will be simpler. And since Your Majesty chooses the location, there is no need to worry that I will play any tricks."
"Fine. Let's see what medicine you're selling."
With a wave of her hand, the Snowmoon God Emperor created a Space Channel and pointed inside.
Fan Lang was truly audacious. He refused anyone else's accompaniment and entered the passage single-handed. Of course, he was definitely bringing his two clones with him.
He traveled some distance through the Space Channel before the view suddenly opened up, bringing him to the top of a snow-covered mountain. Icy winds howled around him, while the snow beneath his feet was flawlessly white.
This should have been somewhere within the Snowmoon God Kingdom. Determining the exact location would take some time, but he could leave that to the Light Spirit.
There was not a soul in sight, only untouched snowy scenery. It was certainly quiet, unlike the chaotic battlefield from