God Realm Shaken! Snow Empress: Lu Ming, How Long Have You Lived?!

The Asura God did not speak, but the face hidden beneath that mask had long since turned ashen with gloom.

He stared fixedly at the ranking, towering waves surging within his heart.

"This sword—why is it worthy of being ranked ahead of my Asura God Sword?!"

Just then, the Sky Screen shifted, and the description of the Taichu Sword slowly unfolded.

When they saw the five words "its might can slay a God King," the Five Great God Kings all narrowed their eyes in unison!

"What?!"

"This sword... can slay a God King?!"

"How is this possible! How could a weapon that defies such rules be born in the Lower Realm?!"

Even they, who governed the laws of the universe, could no longer remain composed at this moment.

The existence of this sword had already shaken the very foundation of their rule.

In the God Realm, another sacred land shrouded in drifting clouds.

A woman clad in a luxurious Palace Dress, with a peerless countenance and a holy, noble bearing, was also watching this scene.

She was none other than the Angel God, Qian Yuhan.

When she saw the three words "Taichu Sword," a flicker of recollection passed through her eyes.

And when she saw the two words "Lu Ming" in the master column, a breathtaking smile bloomed across her face.

"Lu Lang?"

Her voice was so tender it could drip with honey.

"The Taichu Sword, first on the Exotic Treasures Ranking... Lu Lang, you truly are remarkable."

She remembered that even her own Angel Holy Sword was only ranked seventh.

He always managed to create miracles that left even her in awe.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.

"The Taichu Sword has appeared... does that mean..."

Qian Yuhan's heart suddenly leaped!

"Could it be... that Lu Lang is still alive?"

Once this idea emerged, it could no longer be suppressed!

She had endured the cold loneliness of this God Realm for far, far too long.

If he truly was still alive...

A radiance never before seen burst forth in Qian Yuhan's eyes.

She looked down toward the direction of the Douluo Continent in the Lower Realm, her gaze becoming utterly resolute.

"It seems I should also pay a visit to that continent."

The Extreme North Land.

Above the ice plains forged from Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice, the wind was as sharp as a blade, whipping up a sky full of ice shards.

This was a forbidden zone for life, where even light seemed frozen, exuding an eternal pallor and deathly stillness.

Two figures of peerless beauty hovered above the ice plains. Their faces could make heaven and earth pale, yet the extreme chill radiating from their bodies would make even a Titled Douluo retreat.

They were the rulers of this snowy kingdom, the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress.

At this moment, they both looked up in unison at the dazzling Golden Ranking in the sky above, their beautiful eyes filled with an unshakable shock.

"First on the Exotic Treasures Ranking, the Taichu Sword?!"

The Snow Empress's clear, cold voice carried a rare tremor.

As a seven hundred thousand year Soul Beast, she considered herself one of the most ancient beings on this continent, having witnessed the rise and fall of countless eras, yet she had never even heard of the name "Taichu Sword."

The Ice Empress's emerald-green eyes were wide as saucers, her face full of astonishment.

"What? Master Lu Ming? Could it be... it's Lu Ming again?!"

Her voice was even a little distorted.

"Just who is this Lu Ming?!"

The Ice Empress felt like her understanding was being overturned.

The ninth place on the Exotic Treasures Ranking—its master was Lu Ming.

And now, this sword, hailed as the number one treasure of the Douluo Continent, surpassing all divine artifacts and Super Divine Artifacts—its master was still Lu Ming!

This name was like an invisible net, shrouding the entire ranking, mysterious to the extreme.

The Snow Empress's delicate brows were tightly knit. She too could not comprehend it.

"This person... has left no trace in history, yet he repeatedly produces treasures that shake the ages. Truly inconceivable."

Just as the two were shaken to the core—

An indescribable sharpness pierced through from the distant southern horizon!

Boom—!

In that instant, the entire Extreme North Land trembled violently!

It was not a physical attack, but a pure "force"!

A sword force! A sword intent!

Boundless and unyielding!

Under the pressure of this sword force, the eternal ice layers that had not melted for billions of years let out groans of unbearable strain.

Countless bottomless cracks spread wildly like a spiderweb!

The wind and snow in the sky froze instantly.

Time and space themselves seemed to be completely solidified by that single sword aura!

Snow Empress and Ice Empress's expressions shifted drastically. They could clearly see a Golden Pillar of Light piercing the sky at the edge of the southern world.

That terrifying aura of destruction and severance, even separated by who knew how many empires, still sent stabbing pain through their souls!

"The Taichu Sword?!"

Snow Empress cried out in shock, her voice filled with horror.

"That aura... it's definitely the Taichu Sword! Truly extraordinary!"

Ice Empress trembled all over from the shock. Staring at the distant pillar of light, her voice quivered as she spoke:

"This number one Exotic Treasures Ranking sword, the Taichu Sword, is far too astonishing!"

"The source of this sword aura... is in the direction of Jialing Pass, at least several hundred thousand miles from our Extreme North Land!"

"Across such a vast distance, and still such heaven-shaking sword aura... I'm afraid every living being on the entire continent can see this world-destroying sight!"

Several hundred thousand miles—for ordinary people, it was a journey that could not be completed in several lifetimes.

Yet the residual waves of the sword aura could cross it in an instant and shake the entire Extreme North Land!

What kind of terrifying power was this?

Unimaginable!

Snow Empress's chest heaved violently as she forcibly calmed the turmoil in her heart. A thought flashed through her mind without warning.

Her pupils contracted sharply!

"Ice Empress..."

Snow Empress's voice carried a hint of uncertainty, a trace of tension.

"Do you still remember... what the master of that child Shui Bing'er is called?"

At these words, Ice Empress froze stiff.

The shock on her face instantly turned into blankness, then transformed into an even deeper terror.

She opened her mouth, her throat rolling as she swallowed hard. Every word seemed squeezed through her teeth.

"Lu... Ming?!"

Those two words seemed to drain all the strength from her body.

In that instant, both of them were struck by lightning, frozen in place.

They exchanged glances, and from the depths of each other's eyes, they saw an ocean named fear.

The master of a mortal girl.

A mysterious man possessing the first and ninth treasures of the Exotic Treasures Ranking.

Both identities pointed to the same name.

Lu Ming!

How could this be?!

The next second, as if struck by the same thought, they turned in perfect unison toward the core of the Extreme North Land—toward the highest Snow Mountain Peak, perpetually shrouded in blizzards.

There, a graceful figure stood.

Snow Mountain Peak.

The biting wind converged here into a destructive storm, where any substance would be torn to shreds in an instant.