The massive Emperor Sword, over a dozen meters long, collided once more with the terrifying thunder of destruction!
In that instant, heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds churned, and it was as if the entire world was about to be torn apart. And that Emperor Sword, exquisite as a priceless treasure, actually began to crack inch by inch under such a violent impact, shattering beyond recognition.
Yet astonishingly, despite taking such heavy damage, it still managed to withstand that world-destroying strike!
At that moment, the Snow Empress's skin had not been corroded or burned in the slightest by Destruction Power. Only on that pure, flawless skin, like white mutton-fat jade, were deep marks left behind, with lightning seeming to flicker across it.
Her beautiful, profound eyes remained fixed on the rolling dark clouds in the sky.
Clearly, this terrifying Lightning Tribulation, which had lasted a full seventy years, had already entered its final stage—perhaps with only the last fatal blow remaining.
At this very moment, the sky seemed to have been enraged to its limit. The entire firmament over the Far North had become a scene from purgatory. Countless streaks of purple lightning were like savage giant pythons, tangling with one another, coiling and dancing, before swiftly gathering and merging into an even larger, more hideous Thunder Dragon. Baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, it pounced viciously toward the Snow Empress below, trying to tear apart and devour her frail body.
The Snow Empress gently wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. She only felt her internal organs churning with unbearable pain, while her limbs had gone numb and weak from the electric shocks. But she gritted her teeth, endured the agony wracking her body, and once again condensed a brand-new Emperor Sword