Shen Hanyu studied Snow Empress with burning eyes, while Snow Empress studied Shen Hanyu in turn.
For a time, the scene fell strangely silent.
Ice Empress stamped her foot angrily. She liked Snow Empress, so naturally she did not want any member of the opposite sex appearing by Snow Empress's side. Yet this person was Shen Hanyu. She held almost no advantage at all, and one wrong move might even cost her life.
"Human..."
"No, you carry the aura of a god. You are one chosen by a god..."
"And... the aura of the Dragon Clan..."
Snow Empress rested her chin on one hand. A trace of indescribable interest appeared in her sky-blue eyes. Her posture was languid yet cold as she spoke softly.
The next moment, Shen Hanyu abruptly retreated, while a tall figure had already appeared where he had just been standing. Terrifying Soul Power fluctuations emanated from her jade-white palm.
If that palm strike had landed on Shen Hanyu, he likely would not have recovered without several years of proper rest.
Snow Empress took a light step forward. Her steps were soft and slow, yet each one seemed to land directly upon the void. A terrifying pressure descended upon Shen Hanyu, and in an instant, a large section of the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice floor beneath his feet was crushed downward, continuing to sink.
Ice Empress did not dare speak from the side. Though she and Snow Empress had shared a friendship spanning hundreds of thousands of years, she had never seen Snow Empress in such a state. For a moment, she did not dare utter a word.
Shen Hanyu frowned slightly. Although this pressure was powerful, it had not caused him any harm. It merely seemed intended to restrain him.
Still, Shen Hanyu was deeply uncomfortable with