The Tragic Fate of Soul Beasts

Her voice was as cold as ice, without the slightest trace of emotion. "Human, do not speak nonsense. My current state is very good!"

After answering, her gaze shifted slightly downward, toward the Ice Giant Apes below that were still standing by in place.

Her lips did not move, but an invisible wave of Spiritual Power spread out from her and entered the mind of that hundred-thousand-year Ice Giant Ape.

"Stand down. Take all your clansmen and leave this place."

The hundred-thousand-year Ice Giant Ape raised its head. Its ice-blue eyes looked at the Snow Empress, then at Xiao Yun, and a flicker of fear flashed through them.

It had sensed it—the atmosphere between the two beings above was wrong. That drawn-blade tension made even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast like it feel suffocated.

Once they started fighting, everything within a hundred miles would be razed flat. Ice Giant Apes like them were not even qualified to serve as cannon fodder.

It let out a low roar, turned, and ran toward the depths of the ice plains.

The surrounding Ice Giant Apes felt as if they had been granted amnesty. Following their leader, they vanished into the wind and snow in a swarm. The hundred-year ones ran the fastest, the thousand-year ones followed closely behind, and the ten-thousand-year ones brought up the rear. In less than half an incense stick of time, the dense mass of apes had fled until not a single one remained.

Xiao Yun did not stop them.

He did not even glance at the Ice Giant Apes. His gaze remained fixed on the Snow Empress the entire time, calm and open, as if whether those giant apes existed or not meant nothing to him.

Only after the figure of the last Ice Giant Ape disappeared into the