The Soul Beast Remnants of the Far North Land

Soul Beast Remnants of the Far North Land

When the Holy Spirit Cult and the Demon Empress were mentioned, fear rarely appeared on Xue Ling's gentle face. She merely answered in a low voice.

"Mm."

"The Holy Spirit Cult came many years ago to fight us for dominion over the Far North Land. In the end, we lost."

"Those Evil Soul Masters originally intended to slaughter us all, but the Holy Spirit Cult's leader, the Demon Empress, stepped in and signed an agreement with Titan, forbidding soul beasts from leaving the Far North Core Circle."

"If any soul beast disobeys and is slaughtered by humans, she will not interfere much."

"I escaped from the Far North Core Circle. The Core Circle is too cramped, and the accumulated snow is too deep."

"If a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's heavenly tribulation descends within it, it will cause a Heaven and Earth Destruction-level disaster. I can't drag the rest of my kind down with me."

Di Tian lowered his head inwardly. The truth was not much different from what he had expected.

Since the Titan Snow Demon King had personally signed an agreement with the Demon Empress, he surely had some way of finding her.

The Holy Spirit Cult was like rats in a gutter, exceptionally skilled at hiding. Having someone with connections search for them would be far better than using his Spiritual Power for a carpet search.

He then comforted her, "Don't worry. You'll soon be able to leave the Core Circle and run freely across the vast snowfields of the Far North."

Upon hearing Di Tian's promise, Xue Ling's tone suddenly became soft and distant.

"Actually, that's my wish too."

"Whenever I see newly born ten-year and hundred-year soul beasts treating the cramped Core Circle as their entire world, like pets kept in captivity, my heart aches for no reason."

"But whenever I say it aloud, some ten-thousand-year soul beasts always suddenly appear, prostrate themselves on the ground, and shout, 'Snow Empress is wise! Long live the Snow Empress!'"

"It's so annoying!"

As she spoke, Di Tian and Xue Ling crossed the boundary of the Far North Core Circle.

Xue Ling stopped, interlocking her hand with Di Tian's broad palm. Their thumbs pressed together, while their little fingers hooked around each other.

"Remember what you said. I'm taking it seriously."

"Let's make a pinky promise. No changing your mind for a million years."

"Don't make such a speechless expression. I'll help you. Together, we'll achieve freedom for soul beasts."

Before Di Tian could reply, an angry roar suddenly exploded from afar, interrupting them.

"Intruder, let go of the Snow Empress!"

A flash of jade green abruptly appeared atop a distant snow slope.

It was an exceptionally powerful soul beast of the Far North—an Ice Jade Scorpion.

Its entire body was jade green. Beside its yellow gemstone-like eyes were four layers of emerald mouthparts. Its six slender legs were planted into the ground, while its enormous pincers, nearly as long as its body, connected to the front half of its body. Behind it trailed a jade-green scorpion tail like a lotus root, tipped with a tail hook that gleamed with sharp brilliance.

Though the Ice Jade Scorpion had been far from Di Tian, its body became a streak of green light and arrived in an instant.

Its sharp tail hook extended endlessly, tearing through the air with a sharp whoosh as it stabbed toward Di Tian.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, leaving even Xue Ling no time to react.

"Show mercy!"

Naturally, she was not speaking to the Ice Jade Scorpion. It was a plea directed at Di Tian.

Xue Ling had witnessed Di Tian's terrifying strength with her own eyes. An Evil Soul Master with the strength of a Super Douluo had not even been given a chance to resist.

She knew the Ice Jade Scorpion before her. It was Bing Ji, the current clan leader of the Ice Jade Scorpion Clan, and a fierce beast with two hundred thousand years of cultivation.

But even with such strength, she could not possibly withstand a single move from Di Tian.

Sure enough, when Bing Ji's emerald-green scorpion stinger shot before Di Tian's eyes, he caught it between two fingers with his bare hand. Even its ultimate ice posed no threat to him.

"Don't kill her!"

"She's only worried about me."

Xue Ling pleaded, tightly clutching the hand Di Tian used to hold the scorpion tail, afraid that he might strike in anger.

"Snow Empress, are you all right?"

Hearing Bing Ji still worrying about her despite having her life in someone else's grasp, Xue Ling felt both touched and helpless.

"I'm fine."

"But, Sister Bing Ji, I'm Xue Ling, not the Snow Empress!"

Xue Ling's deliberate emphasis did not make Bing Ji change how she addressed her.

"You will grow into the true Snow Empress and become the sole king of the Far North Land."

"And... who is he?"

Shock remained in her yellow gemstone-like eyes.

The tall man before her had caught her full-force attack with only two fingers, and she had not even seen him move.

This proved that his strength vastly surpassed hers!

Before Xue Ling could answer Bing Ji's question about his identity, Di Tian spoke first.

"Bing Ji, don't you remember me?"

"Several tens of thousands of years ago, when the Snow Empress overcame her six-hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast tribulation, she fought a great battle with me in the Far North Land."

"At the time, you had only just overcome your hundred-thousand-year tribulation and respectfully sat at the lowest seat among the many Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts."

"Thinking back, the bustle and prosperity of the soul beasts in the Far North Land far surpassed what it is today."

"Alas~"

"The prosperous days are gone. All we can do is talk idly here and reminisce about those glorious, eventful years."

As he spoke, Di Tian released his fingers, allowing Bing Ji to pull back her tail.

The surprise in Bing Ji's amber eyes was almost tangible.

She took several steps back on her own initiative and lowered her proud head.

Like a human kneeling on one knee, she was expressing her submission.

"Greetings, Beast God."

"Bing Ji was disrespectful earlier. Please forgive my offense, Beast God."

In the world of soul beasts, the strong had always been revered.

The Di Tian before her was nearly the strongest being in the entire soul beast world, even stronger than the Snow Empress of old.

In Bing Ji's mind, lowering her head before a stronger being was only reasonable and natural.

"Rise."

"The soul beast race is in decline, and the remnants of our legacy grow ever scarcer. I will not hold what happened just now against you."

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Beast God." Bing Ji raised her head.

"May I ask why the Beast God has come here? Is there anything Bing Ji can do for you?"

"I..."

Di Tian had just been about to speak when he suddenly stopped.

"The person I am looking for has arrived. For everything else, you may ask Xue Ling."

Atop the snowy peak ahead, a gigantic white figure stepped over the ridge. Every step it took caused tremors like an earthquake.

The Titan Snow Demon King stood over a hundred meters tall. The patriarch of the Titan Snow Demon Clan and the Far North's Third Heavenly King ten thousand years ago, he had, after ten thousand years of cultivation, successfully overcome his three-hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast tribulation.

"Greetings, Beast God."

The enormous body crouched down, lowering its massive head in greeting to Di Tian.

"Mm."

"Take me to the Demon Empress."

"Whatever else you want to know, we can talk about it on the way."

Upon hearing this, Titan rose to his feet, his two huge eyes flashing with surprise and hesitation.

Yet both emotions came and went swiftly.

His strength gave him no right to choose, and Di Tian had promised that he could ask questions along the way.

Though he possessed three hundred thousand years of cultivation and could barely unleash power at the Limit Douluo level by relying on the Far North's geographical advantage, before Di Tian, he was still all flashy moves with no real substance. It would take only one or two exchanges, and he was not much stronger than Bing Ji.

"Alright."

After agreeing to Di Tian's request, Titan transformed into human form—a burly man like an iron tower, half a head taller than Di Tian.

Dressed in fur and hide, he carried the primitive aura of a hunting civilization.

Soul beasts with more than two hundred thousand years of cultivation were known as ferocious beasts. They could assume human form without needing to transform and cultivate anew.