The torrential rain poured down, washing over Snow Empress's white dress. More and more dazzling, deadly ice crystals appeared on her exposed skin, and even the slightest movement now took a hundred or even a thousand times more strength than usual.
Snow Empress could clearly feel how terrible her body was. Her throat was dry and hoarse, and her chest was so hot it felt as if a fire were burning inside, ready to burst out at any moment.
Her nearly ruined right hand had gradually recovered. Though she had taken human form, she still possessed a Soul Beast's tenacious vitality, and the wounds on her skin visibly wriggled as they healed.
Without warning, the figure before Snow Empress vanished from her field of vision. Her pupils contracted, and alarm bells rang in her mind, telling her the attack would come from straight ahead.
Her thoughts had already predicted it, but her body could not react in time. She could only raise her arms instinctively, barely managing to cover her head.
"Crack!"
The sound of the crystals on her skin breaking was as crisp as porcelain. Once again, a simple whip kick sent her flying more than ten meters. When she was about to leave the altar's bounds, an invisible barrier bounced her back, and she landed on the ground. Behind her arms, her delicate, flushed face let out a muffled groan—more heartbreaking than watching precious porcelain shatter.
The crystals on her arms broke, then the icy rain quickly filled in the missing pieces.
This attack was even more savage than the last. A stronger tearing sensation and the pain of being pierced by several long, sharp ice needles left Snow Empress curled up on the ground, unable to rise.
"Mm... ugh..."
It was hard to imagine that Snow Empress,