Extreme North

Thanks to Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's deep connection to Huo Yuhao's spiritual origin, it was practically in the state of being "half a Spirit Soul."

Thus, the formal contract fusion process proceeded with natural, effortless smoothness.

Under Electrolux's precise guidance, the complex soul resonance, origin connection, and rule imprinting were completed efficiently and steadily in a single sweep within minutes.

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm officially became Huo Yuhao's Spirit Soul and, within his Spirit Sea, truly gained "legal residency rights"!

The entire Spirit Soul Fusion process was as quiet and efficient as Electrolux had said.

Even Huo Yun'er, who was in the same Small Courtyard, failed to notice anything unusual in her son's room.

Inside the room, Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within them, a gentle, jade-like flash of Platinum Light vanished in an instant.

He rose from the bed and quietly sensed the Soul Power flowing through his body.

At a thought.

Buzz...

Three Soul Rings quietly emerged beneath his feet, rising and circling one after another from bottom to top.

The bottom two rings were black as the night sky. They were Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

A Soul Elder who had just broken through level thirty actually possessed black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings as his first two Soul Rings.

If anyone in the current Soul Master world witnessed this, it would be enough to cause an enormous uproar, because it defied all common sense!

Yet if anyone were looking closely at this moment, they would discover that his third Soul Ring was even more extraordinary.

Huo Yuhao's third Soul Ring appeared white, but it was not the white of a ten-year Soul Ring.

It was a lustrous, warm white Soul Ring, as though it had been carved from the finest mutton-fat jade!

Moreover, unlike ordinary Soul Rings, which seemed like illusory forms gathered from light, it instead gave off a rounded, solid, tangible sensation.

Huo Yuhao himself was astonished by the texture of this Soul Ring. Subconsciously, he extended a finger and curiously touched the edge of the jade-white Soul Ring.

A clear, warm sensation truly came from his fingertip!

After his brief surprise, he figured this was probably the difference of a Million-Year Soul Ring.

Even though he knew he would become a god in the future, now that he possessed a million-year Spirit Soul, an indescribable surge of excitement still crashed through his usual calm like a tide.

At another thought, his third Soul Ring glimmered with gentle white light, and the Soul Skill Spirit Detection activated!

A silent Ripple spread outward from him in an instant.

The world completely changed in his "eyes."

It was no longer a simple combination of sight, hearing, and touch, but a torrent of holographic, three-dimensional information in which every detail was visible, flooding directly into his mind.

The exact distance between the door and the tips of his shoes was 2.3 meters. With just a glance, that precise number appeared directly in his awareness, without any need for measurement or calculation.

Outside the window, every leaf of the old tree swaying in the wind—the amplitude and frequency of its movement, even its next Trajectory—appeared before his "eyes" as clear lines woven into a dynamic diagram.

The flow of the wind, the drifting dust, the subtle refraction of light—nothing could hide from him.

Even through the courtyard wall, the figure of his mother, Huo Yun'er, busy at work in the rear courtyard was clearly projected into his perception.

Before this, even though he knew the effects of this Soul Skill, no matter how he imagined it, it could not compare to personally experiencing this all-encompassing, godlike perspective that transcended the five senses!

After his shock, Huo Yuhao instantly thought of the many uses this Soul Skill could have in battle and forging.

This Soul Skill alone was enough to be called a divine skill!

Just as Huo Yuhao immersed himself in the endless possibilities brought by his new ability, a cautious voice sounded in his Spirit Sea, interrupting his thoughts.

"Um... Yuhao."

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm blinked its tiny eyes and asked, "You've successfully broken through to Soul Elder now. Don't you think we should... start planning when to leave for the Extreme North?"

Its tone was filled with longing and a trace of barely concealed urgency.

It had been yearning for the Ice Empress for tens of thousands of years!

Huo Yuhao was likewise filled with irrepressible anticipation for the Second Martial Soul he was about to gain.

The Spirit Eyes Martial Soul was certainly mysterious and powerful, often defeating enemies invisibly and even deciding victory or defeat with a single thought.

But after using such an "elegant" fighting style for too long, it was hard not to feel that it lacked a bit of... substance.

Yes, substance.

It was the exhilarating sensation of power clashing head-on with power, of techniques and Soul Skills fiercely colliding, sending one's flesh, Bones and Muscles trembling and one's blood boiling.

Rather than simply looking at an enemy and having them be "gone." That kind of combat experience really was lacking.

Still, anticipation was one thing. Huo Yuhao was not someone ruled by impulse.

The Extreme North was a forbidden zone of Life. Beneath the Ten-Thousand Year Profound Ice lay the bones of countless fallen powerhouses, and its dangers were far beyond those of the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

"No rush."

He spoke slowly, without the slightest impatience in his voice.

"The Extreme North is no ordinary place. We need to make thorough preparations before setting out."

Nine-year-old Huo Yuhao already possessed a composure far beyond that of his peers, his mind long tempered into maturity.

Although his desire for the Second Martial Soul surged endlessly like an undercurrent beneath an ice field, he still forcibly suppressed that restlessness. Only after two full months of methodical preparation did he finally set out north.

During those two months, he traveled once more to Ten Thousand Years Ago.

He had also specifically searched for and studied extensive historical records about the Extreme North in the Spirit Pagoda library. After all, no one knew what this journey north might encounter.

After traveling back to Ten Thousand Years Ago again, Huo Yuhao made all his preparations and left Xilai City.

Of course, to keep his mother Huo Yun'er from worrying, Huo Yuhao still told a well-intentioned lie.

He did not say that he was going to the dangerous Extreme North. He only said that he was traveling elsewhere to purchase stock for the Soul Tool Shop.

Huo Yun'er knew her son's strength, so she merely reminded him to be careful.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao had entered the true forbidden zone of Life—the Extreme North.

As far as the eye could see, only one color remained between heaven and earth: a blinding white.

The cold wind did not blow. It howled like countless invisible ice blades, shrieking sharply as it relentlessly carved through everything.

The boundless ice field stretched to the end of sight, merging with the low-hanging, lead-gray sky.

This place was silent, empty, and indifferent, as though it held absolute rejection toward all Life.

Upon this white wasteland, seemingly forgotten by the world, Huo Yuhao's tightly wrapped figure was as tiny as a snowflake, as if the ancient cold and loneliness could swallow him whole at any moment.

Huo Yuhao wore a specially made soul-tool cold-weather suit, with a layer of fabric as light as gauze draped over its exterior, gleaming with a lustrous jade-like sheen.

That was Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's million-year shed skin, one of the world's finest natural treasures for warding off cold and concealing Soul Power fluctuations.

Therefore, although the outside world was cold enough to freeze blood, Huo Yuhao still felt comfortably warm.

He advanced in silence, each step leaving a footprint in the iron-hard ice behind him, only for the sweeping snowstorm to quickly bury it.

The monotonous Footsteps and the wind's howl were the only accompaniment, his figure carving a lonely straight line across the vast ice field.

Yet unlike the desolation outside, his Spirit Sea was exceptionally lively at this moment!