Divine Miracle

Deep winter has set in.

On the Douluo Continent, deep within the Far North Plains, the long night has quietly descended.

The polar night, a continuous storm, has blanketed the entire world of ice and snow; it feels as if the end of the world has arrived, with no sight of the sun for over a month.

This place is a forbidden zone for life.

No human could ever live here for long; aside from the powerful fierce beasts hidden within the storm, there is no trace of any living creature.

During the storm, even the aurora struggles to pierce through the dense cloud cover.

I fear that no one would be willing to enter this place during such a time; no one would gamble their life away.

The Far North Core Hinterland.

It has been unknown how many years since human footprints last touched this ground.

Everything in sight is ancient glacier, resembling gargantuan beasts lurking in the darkness, waiting for the right moment to strike.

One cannot find a single object here that is not ice; the original mountains and rivers were buried deep beneath the ice sheets long ago.

Even snowflakes struggle to maintain their form in such extreme sub-zero temperatures, quickly merging into the glaciers.

Yet, in this harsh landscape, a figure stands silently among the Ice Crystal Mountains, standing tall and motionless.

In the hazy light, she appears to be a vibrant young girl.

Snow and ice cover her body like the most beautiful white gown, her ice-blue hair cascading behind her, her fair jade legs resembling the softest jade, and her deep blue eyes are clear and profound, as if they could see through the ages of time to gaze upon the beauty of the past.

At this moment, she seems to have merged with the ancient glaciers.

Just like that, time passed, though it is unknown for how long.

Perhaps a day, perhaps a month, or a year...

In this world shrouded by storms, time seems to have lost all meaning.

"The time has come."

Following these cold words, tinged with a hint of excitement, the girl finally moved.

The moment she looked up, a cyan-gold orb of light slowly rose from her jade hands.

Intense Spirit Power surged from her petite body, pouring into the cyan-gold orb.

The girl's hand movements shifted constantly, as if she were performing a mysterious ritual or communicating with some unknown existence.

When the energy was fully charged, the cyan-gold orb suddenly burst, transforming into endless, miraculous energy that scattered across the infinite night sky.

Before she knew it, the girl had fallen to her knees, her body prostrate on the ice in a gesture of humility.

At the same time, a dazzling pillar of light shot into the sky.

It seemed to come from deep beneath the earth, shattering the ancient ice, dispersing the endless dark clouds, and breaking through the long-sealed space-time.

Reflected in the radiance, an ancient Cyan-Gold Castle emerged from beneath the ice.

The castle seemed to reveal only the tip of the iceberg; it did not look ornate, yet it subconsciously inspired awe and piety in those who beheld it.

If anyone could see it, they would undoubtedly think of two words in their hearts: divine miracle!

At this moment in the Far North, endless, strange cyan-gold energy began to drift through the sky.

At the center where this strange energy converged, a dazzling meteor streaked across the night sky, spiraling around the pillar of light that pierced the heavens, before slowly descending onto the flat ice in front of the castle.

"Waa~ waa~"

The "meteor" let out a cry like that of an infant, as if announcing the birth of a king.

Startled, it was a naked male infant.

The girl, who had been kneeling, scrambled up and hurriedly picked up the infant, cradling him in her arms; the excitement in her eyes could no longer be contained.

"The catastrophe of the continent is approaching... the Demon Star will wreak havoc on space-time... following the master's instructions, Snow Maiden has waited for hundreds of thousands of years, and today, I welcome the Divine Infant into this world."

"Everything from now on depends on you..." the girl whispered to herself.

At this moment, the entire continent was as bright as day under that dazzling, holy light.

Deep in the core of the Star Dou Forest, in the secret realm at the bottom of the Lake of Life.

A silver figure suddenly lifted its massive head, its dreamy, pale purple eyes veiled by a thin layer of mist.

And in other parts of the continent.

Countless old monsters hidden in the shadows looked toward the north in unison, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

They felt a power capable of easily erasing them from space-time.

That power left them without the slightest desire to resist.

Across the continent, even many commoners without Spirit Power sensed the anomaly.

At the midnight hour, the night sky was as bright as day.

Later, this day would be known as: the Day of Divine Revelation...

The edge of the Far North.

A Golden-Haired Elder stood quietly, gazing at the strange phenomenon between Heaven and Earth in the distance, his hand holding that of a four or five-year-old girl as delicate as a doll.

"Xiao Xue, do you see that beam of holy light? That is the faith you must spend your entire life protecting..."

The elder spoke words that seemed inexplicable.

Beside him, the little girl nodded, seemingly understanding yet not quite grasping the meaning.

Six years later, the Extreme North Core.

The sun hung low on the distant horizon, casting a translucent glow over the boundless ice sheets, making the landscape look like a dreamlike Ice and Snow Secret Realm.

The sunlight, refracted by the ice and snow, appeared multicolored, feeling slightly blinding when it hit the eyes.

Yet, in this vast and boundless world of ice and snow, there was a rare sense of peace.

On the ice field, which was too vast to take in at a single glance, stood an extremely inconspicuous ice hut.

It was just a small house, not large, but quite exquisite. Outside the door, a low shed had been constructed from blocks of ice, and at high noon, thin wisps of smoke rose from the ventilation hole.

In this forbidden zone of life, where even the Martial Soul Hall dared not enter to hunt Spirit Beasts, it was hard to imagine that there would be traces of human survival.

A small figure moved constantly between the ice hut and the kitchen outside, his expression looking slightly anxious.

It was a young boy, appearing to be only five or six years old. His short black hair was very striking against the surrounding environment; though messy, it was not greasy.

The boy was draped in a white robe made from the fur of a Spirit Beast, the oversized garment hanging off his small frame in a way that looked quite mismatched.

His handsome face was very youthful, yet those bright black eyes held a composure that did not match his age.

His name was Mu Qian, an insignificant speck of dust in the army of transmigrators.

In his previous life, while watching anime, he had been brought to this world under the influence of some irresistible force.

A world that, to him, was full of infinite possibilities.

"Bingbing, that's not how you do it, put it down and let me!" Mu Qian looked at the scene before him, feeling like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Inside the kitchen, a small, entirely crimson puppy was breathing out flames with a look of utter despair, a massive stone pot balanced on its head, with large ribs from some unknown Spirit Beast placed inside.

However, at this moment, one side of the ribs had already been charred black, emitting a faint burnt smell.

Mu Qian looked at the other side, which was clearly half-raw, sighed softly, and tossed it to the little puppy, who was working hard to provide fuel.

Lunch was ruined; he would have to make another portion.

"I'm sorry, little master, I didn't mean to~"

At this moment, standing in the kitchen was also a young girl wearing a blue-green dress...