990,000-Year Soul Beast, Di Tian (Part 1)

"Snow?"

It was not only Di Tian who noticed the sudden change in weather. Even Ning Fengzhi and the others outside the Lightning Tribulation's range could see this utterly different scene.

Within the vast expanse of lightning, amidst the chaotic elemental fluctuations, heavy snow began to fall in the blink of an eye.

The extreme chill in the air seemed to pierce through their bodies, freezing even their bones stiff.

"How terrifying!" Qian Daoliu's brows revealed traces of shock. Compared to watching from afar back then, only by personally sensing this extreme cold did he truly understand what it meant to be beyond resistance.

A god...

No wonder Ning Rongrong could slaughter gods.

The oppressive pressure alone far surpassed the level of a Limit Douluo, and it was not even being directed at them.

"I wonder how she compares to the Snow Empress?" Qian Daoliu murmured.

Come to think of it, the Snow Empress had previously mentioned recovering the strength of a First Level God.

A First Level God, meaning someone above level 130.

But since the Snow Empress had failed to repel the Abyssal Sage King and had instead been injured, the comparison between the two was probably...

"Ning Rongrong is stronger than me." Two figures appeared beside the crowd: the green-haired Ice Empress and the Far North Land's ruler, the Snow Empress, dressed in pristine white.

"Greetings, Ice God." Ning Fengzhi cupped his hands slightly.

The Snow Empress lightly stepped aside.

Good grief, were you trying to give your daughter a reason to beat me up?

She could not defeat that Pink Hair.

The Snow Empress coughed softly. "Sect Master Ning, we are all acquainted. There is no need to be so formal. Besides, I only came because I was worried about Di Tian."

When Di Tian was