Arrived at the altar, Ice God?

Hearing this, Xue Tianxing's heart skipped a beat—what was this "thing" the Ice Emperor was referring to?

Could there be other powerful beings in the Land of the Extreme North paying attention to him?

Just as Xue Tianxing was about to ask, the Ice Empress spoke first:

"Bing'er, feel him carefully. His Extreme Ice is different from ours."

The Ice Empress extended her hand, gently placing it on Xue Tianxing's wings, and closed her eyes to sense for a moment before slowly speaking:

"His ice attribute is purer and more biting than ours, having surpassed ordinary Extreme Ice and reached a new realm. It's just... this evolution seems incomplete, like an unripe seed, with infinite potential yet to fully erupt."

Xue Tianxing was stunned.

He knew his Ice Phoenix Spirit was Extreme Ice, but he had never imagined his ice attribute had surpassed that of the Ice Empress and the Ice Emperor, the two representatives of Extreme Ice!

Then Xue Tianxing suddenly recalled when he absorbed the Phoenix Tree Fruit earlier. He had indeed felt a subtle change in the ice Soul Power within him, making it more condensed and dominant. At the time, he had attributed it to the increase in Soul Power, never expecting it to be his Martial Soul evolving towards a higher realm.

"Surpassed Extreme Ice?"

Xue Tianxing murmured to himself, his heart filled with shock and elation—if his Martial Soul could fully evolve, just how terrifying would his strength become?

Beside him, the Ice Emperor's eyes grew more confused after hearing the Ice Empress's words:

"Surpassed Extreme Ice... what level is that exactly?"

The Ice Empress shook her head, her eyes holding a trace of solemnity:

"I'm not sure either."

Then the Ice Empress continued:

"Never mind, let's not dwell on it. We'll take him there directly."

Hearing this, the Ice Emperor nodded. Xue Tianxing even saw envy in the Ice Emperor's gaze as she looked at him.

Seeing the Ice and Snow Empresses turn and walk towards the depths of the Ice Palace, as if to take him somewhere, Xue Tianxing quickly asked:

"Where are you taking me?"

The Ice Emperor didn't look back, her tone carrying a hint of unquestionable authority:

"Just follow us. It will only benefit you, not harm you. With our strength, if we wanted to harm you, we wouldn't need to go through all this trouble."

The Ice Empress also stopped, looking back at him with a slightly gentler gaze:

"Bing'er is right. Follow us, it will be very beneficial for your Martial Soul's evolution."

Xue Tianxing thought about it and felt they had a point—with the cultivation of the Ice and Snow Empresses, nearly 700,000 and 400,000 years respectively, if they truly wanted to take his life, it would only take a flick of their fingers, and he wouldn't even have a chance to resist. There was indeed no need for such elaborate measures.

Therefore, Xue Tianxing suppressed his doubts and quickly followed.

Xue Tianxing watched as the Ice Empress raised her hand, condensing a stream of ice Soul Power at her fingertips and gently pressing it onto the floor of the Ice Palace.

With a "crack," the ground slowly split open, revealing a staircase leading downwards. Luminous ice crystals were embedded in the walls on either side of the stairs, illuminating the path ahead.

The Ice and Snow Empresses entered first, with Xue Tianxing closely following behind.

After walking down the stairs for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the scene before them opened up—a hall even more ancient and magnificent than the one above appeared.

The walls of this hall were constructed from massive blocks of Mysterious Ice, carved with countless ancient runes. Faint ice energy flowed between the runes, giving it a mysterious and solemn aura.

In the center of the hall stood a three-zhang-high altar, crafted from pure white ice crystals. Its surface was smooth as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding light.

And in the very center of the altar, something was emitting a soft blue-white glow, capturing Xue Tianxing's complete attention.

He followed the Ice and Snow Empresses, walking step by step towards the altar, his curiosity growing stronger with each step.

Upon reaching the base of the altar, the Ice and Snow Empresses stopped, their faces displaying unprecedented reverence.

They bowed deeply towards the glowing object in the center of the altar, their postures so respectful that they seemed like entirely different people from their previous imposing demeanor.

After the obeisance, the Ice Emperor turned and shouted to Xue Tianxing:

"Kid, hurry up onto the altar!"

Xue Tianxing didn't hesitate and stepped onto the ice crystal altar.

The closer he got to the center of the altar, the more pronounced the soft glow became.

When Xue Tianxing reached it, he finally saw the true form of the glowing object—it was a hexagonal, ice-blue crystal, about the size of a fist. Within the crystal, countless tiny snowflakes seemed to be dancing, emitting an extremely pure ice energy. Just being close to it made his Ice Phoenix Spirit involuntarily emit a joyful resonance.

Xue Tianxing glanced at the Ice and Snow Empresses below the altar, their eyes filled with anticipation and reverence, as if waiting for something.

Xue Tianxing turned his gaze back to the ice crystal, his heart filled with confusion—what exactly was this ice crystal?

Why were the Ice and Snow Empresses so respectful towards it?

Just then, the hexagonal ice crystal suddenly erupted with a brilliant blue-white light, instantly enveloping Xue Tianxing.

He felt a powerful suction force coming from the ice crystal, and his consciousness once again blurred.

When Xue Tianxing regained his senses, he found himself in a pure white world, vast and empty, with endless whiteness stretching into the distance.

And not far in front of Xue Tianxing stood a man in a blue and white robe.

The man's back was to him, his figure tall and straight, with long, silver-white hair casually draped over his shoulders. He exuded an ice aura that originated from the same source as the ice crystal, yet was far more vast, as if he were the master of this entire white world.

Xue Tianxing gazed at the tall figure before him, his heart filled with apprehension and confusion, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Who are you? Why did you bring me to this place?"

Hearing Xue Tianxing's voice, the man slowly turned around.

Xue Tianxing got a clear look at his face – sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, fair skin, and features sculpted like ice crystals, exuding a distant, aloof aura that kept others at bay. The ice-elemental aura that enveloped him was vast and majestic, far more awe-inspiring than that of the Ice Emperor and Empress.

"My name is Bing Xuan. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the world knew me as the Ice God."

The man's voice was as crisp as colliding ice crystals, yet carried the weariness of ages:

"I brought you here because you and I are fated."

"The Ice God?!"

Xue Tianxing felt as if struck by lightning, freezing in place, his eyes wide open.

He never imagined he would encounter a legendary deity!

The deities of the Douluo Continent resided in the God Realm; how could a remnant soul of the Ice God remain in the Land of the Extreme North?