Roar of the Far North! The Two Ice Emperors!

Far North Core.

Millennia-old ice stood silently.

"Who?!"

The Ice Empress threw back her head and let out a heaven-shaking roar. The sound waves, carrying the pressure of Ultimate Ice, swept in every direction!

Terrifying fury and vigilance churned within her crystal-clear eyes.

Just moments ago, she had been focusing her mind, preparing to enter slumber.

She needed to gather strength to face the imminent 400,000-Year Beast Tribulation—a trial of life and death.

Yet an inexplicable force had invaded her sea of consciousness without warning!

It felt as though a red-hot iron spike had pierced through ice, sharp and brutal.

Before she could mobilize her Soul Power to retaliate, a strange Light Screen appeared before her.

Unfamiliar words scrolled across the Light Screen.

There was also an image of a confrontation between two human youths.

She had been forcibly dragged into a strange place called the "Douluo Continent Enthusiast Group"!

"You dare ambush me? You're courting death!"

The Ice Empress was thoroughly enraged. The dignity of a Beast had been gravely offended.

Her long, razor-sharp Scorpion Tail Emerald Needle, carrying immense force, viciously stabbed into the millennia-old ice beneath her!

"Boom—crack!"

A bottomless fissure hundreds of meters long instantly exploded across the ice.

Shards of ice shot outward as frigid air spread everywhere.

Yet apart from the wind and snow, there was no one around. Not a trace of any enemy could be found.

"Damn it!"

This frustration, with nowhere to vent itself, only made the Ice Empress's rage burn hotter.

"Don't let me find you, or I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Bing'er."

A cool voice seemed to drift down from the heavens.

As that voice sounded, the endless wind and snow suddenly became gentle.

Goose-feather snowflakes drifted quietly down as a breathtaking figure gradually took shape amid the blizzard.

She was a woman in a white dress, beautiful enough to steal one's breath away.

Naturally formed snowflake patterns adorned the hem of her gown, swaying slightly with her steps.

Her long hair seemed woven from ice and snow, flowing with silvery radiance.

Her skin was so crystalline it was nearly transparent, as though meticulously carved from the finest cold jade.

Her eyes were clear yet cold, like the eternal core ice of the Far North that would never melt.

Wherever her gaze fell, all things became still.

She was not human.

She was the true ruler of the Far North, the heaven-and-earth spirit soul beast with 690,000 years of cultivation—the Heavenly Snow Woman, the Snow Empress!

"Xue'er, why are you here?"

Seeing her closest friend and the one she longed for, the Ice Empress somewhat restrained the Berserk aura around her.

Yet her Scorpion Tail still trembled slightly with anger, slicing through the air with sharp whooshes.

Why had Xue'er left the core today? A flicker of surprise passed through the Ice Empress's crystal-like eyes.

The Snow Empress usually kept to herself. Unless something major happened, she rarely showed herself of her own accord.

Even the Ice Empress rarely got to see her.

The Snow Empress landed lightly atop an ice pillar before the Ice Empress, her dress untouched by a single speck of snow.

Her gaze swept over the savage ice fissure as she softly asked, "Why did you suddenly lose your temper just now?"

"Someone ambushed me!"

The Ice Empress gritted her teeth, every word carrying a chill.

"A strange force drilled straight into my consciousness and dragged me into a bizarre space. It was full of human writing, along with an image of a human youth!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and her scorpion pincers slammed heavily into the ice.

"This is definitely a human plot! Despicable!"

Upon hearing that, a subtle expression appeared on the Snow Empress's beautiful face.

She fell silent for a moment—something extremely rare for the Snow Empress.

Her cool voice sounded again. "Was it perhaps a Light Screen called the 'Douluo Continent Enthusiast Group'?"

"How do you know?!"

The Ice Empress suddenly turned her head, her massive scorpion body stirring up a gust of cold wind.

Her ice-crystal eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

"Could it be... Xue'er, you were affected too?"

The Snow Empress nodded gently, the motion elegant and certain.

"The same Chat Group appeared before me. I saw that image on the Light Screen as well."

She was referring to the picture Lin Qingmo had sent of Tang San confronting Dai Mubai.

"What exactly are these humans trying to do?!"

The Ice Empress irritably swung her Scorpion Tail, carving deep marks into the ice.

"The Far North Core is countless miles from the human kingdoms, yet they can cross such an immense distance and directly invade our consciousnesses..."

That unknown yet precise method made her feel a long-forgotten sense of apprehension. The other party's strength was unfathomable!

"We do not know yet."

The Snow Empress shook her head slightly, a thoughtful glint passing through her cool eyes.

"But one thing is certain: this Chat Group undoubtedly came from humans."

"Several humans calling themselves 'Group Members' are already talking within it."

She had quickly browsed the group records just now.

That human called "Daddy Douluo" had mentioned many secrets about soul beasts and human experts.

He had even vaguely touched upon matters of the God Realm. The sheer amount of information was enough to alarm her.

"What do we do now?"

The Ice Empress's scorpion needle flashed with cold light, her killing intent overwhelming.

"Let's go kill them directly and capture a few humans for interrogation! I want to see who's behind this!"

She had always believed that strength could solve everything.

"No."

The Snow Empress raised her hand, and a gentle curtain of ice lightly blocked the Ice Empress's path.

"The other party was able to pull both of us into the group chat without making a sound. Their strength is anything but ordinary."

"The enemy is hidden while we are exposed. Acting rashly will only alert them and may even lead us into a trap."

She paused, her voice calm and clear.

"We should observe in secret for now and determine the purpose of this Chat Group, as well as those humans' true intentions."

Though the Ice Empress had a volatile temper, she was by no means mindless.

She understood that the Snow Empress's analysis was more prudent.

"Hmph. Then I'll listen to you."

She snorted unwillingly, her Scorpion Tail heavily striking the ice.

"But if those humans dare play any tricks, I'll make sure they remain forever buried in an Ice Cave!"

The Snow Empress nodded softly and shifted her attention back to the chat Light Screen within her consciousness.

At that moment, Daddy Douluo was still enthusiastically sharing the image of the human youths' confrontation.

Completely unaware that he had caught the attention of the Far North's two Beast overlords.

Suotuo City, Rose Hotel.

The conflict in the lobby had reached its breaking point.

The atmosphere between Tang San and Dai Mubai had become unbearably tense. All it needed was a spark to erupt into a fight.

"Kid, I'll give you one last warning. Get lost while you know what's good for you, or don't blame me for showing no mercy."

Dai Mubai held the twins in his arms, a disdainful smile on his lips.

His tone was arrogant, and he did not take the blue-clad youth before him seriously at all.

He was merely a brat of around twelve. No matter how impressive he was, how strong could he possibly be?

After all, Dai Mubai possessed the Evil Eye White Tiger martial soul and was a level 37 Battle Soul Elder.

"..."

Tang San's expression was frighteningly gloomy.

Strands of Blue Silver Grass vines had quietly spread from his palms, and the fluctuations of his Soul Power were growing increasingly intense.

"I must have that room. If you have the ability, come and take it from me."

His voice was low, each word seeming to squeeze out through clenched teeth.

"Heh, you really don't know your place."

Dai Mubai's gaze turned cold as he released the beauties in his arms.

Since Tang San refused to appreciate his kindness, Dai Mubai could not be blamed for being rude.

"Since you're looking to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Before his words had even faded, three dazzling Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple—rose sharply from beneath his feet!

The pressure of a Soul Elder burst forth without restraint, and even the air in the lobby seemed to freeze.