"Ten years!"
"You reached Quasi-Saint Peak in just ten years?"
"What a monster."
Ice Snow Empress was surprised, too. She hadn't expected Chen Changan to break through so quickly.
Ten years. Just ten years.
The most frightening part was how terrifying the resources Chen Changan needed for each breakthrough were.
"Ten years?"
"It actually took ten years?"
"How could it be so slow?"
Chen Changan's words made Ice Snow Empress's already icy face grow even colder.
Did he think he'd die if he didn't show off?
"So, can you help me now?"
"No. You're still too weak."
Still too weak?
Wasn't that a bit much?
Unwilling to give up, Chen Changan touched Ice Snow Empress again. The result was hardly surprising: he was frozen into an ice sculpture once more.
"Why does it feel like nothing's changed since I broke through?"
"Does your cold grow stronger against stronger opponents?" Chen Changan asked with a frown.
"You can withstand my cold now because your body is strong enough, not because of your strength."
"But you can only endure it. You can't suppress it completely."
"To help me, you'll need to reach at least High-level Saint or Heavenly Saint."
At that, Chen Changan furrowed his brow. He had to reach High-level Saint at the very least?
"By the way, I still don't know your name."
"My name?"
"None of the Ice Snow Empresses throughout history had names."
"The Snow Race simply calls us Empress."
No name? How bizarre.
"How about Xue Kui?" Chen Changan asked with a smile.
"Either way. It's just a label; it doesn't matter."
"Fine, then it's settled. I have to go. Will you come with me?"
At Chen Changan's words, Xue Kui shook her head. "I still can't leave."
"I have to stay here with the Snow Race