After hesitating for a moment, Shui Bing'er still nodded and said, "Yes, Se... Senior, my Martial Soul is the Ice Phoenix."
Naturally, Shui Bing'er had carefully considered that form of address. Calling her sister was inappropriate, while calling her auntie or granny would probably get her slapped to death on the spot. Senior was the most suitable choice.
"That bastard really is lucky. Extreme Ice... Even in the Far North, not many Soul Beasts possess it..."
The Ice Empress spoke in a low voice, feeling genuinely disgruntled.
Humanity had only existed for such a short time, yet not only had they produced experts capable of rivaling Fierce Beasts that had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, becoming gods was also far easier for them than it was for Soul Beasts. Whether this was fate's arrangement or Heaven's injustice, no one could verify it anymore.
Shui Bing'er wisely did not respond. She could tell that the little figure before her was not in a good mood. Without understanding the other party, she did not dare take any risks.
Night gradually descended, and daylight was slowly swallowed by darkness. Then, the stars filled the sky, dazzling beyond compare—a breathtaking sight that could not be seen in the human world.
The Ice Empress had more or less accepted reality. Even the Snow Empress had chosen to leave with Shen Hanyu, and she had no better option unless she chose to endure another ten thousand years in the Far North, only to die beneath a heavenly tribulation in the end.
After giving Tian Meng a brutal beating to vent her anger, she returned to her clan to arrange its affairs. Though the royal bloodline of the Ice Scorpion Clan was scarce, under the Ice Empress's protection, a hundred-thousand-year Ice Scorpion King had