In Huo Yuhao's mind, Sky Dream's voice rang out, tinged with anxiety. "Wait a little longer, Yu Hao."
"Wait a little longer..."
After five minutes of torment,
Huo Yuhao curled up inside the ice hut. He had almost gotten used to its temperature,
and hesitated over whether he should speak.
Sky Dream decided to try once more.
It manipulated its spiritual power, and even its words carried a hint of provocation. It knew that with the Ice Empress's pride,
she would surely come charging over:
"Ice Empress, I know you heard me. Why won't you come out and see me?"
"Are you afraid?!"
An invisible spiritual force surged across the empty ice plain,
and the air remained unsettled for a long time.
Before this power, even the seemingly endless gale appeared so insignificant.
However,
when the voice faded, the only response was still the sound of the wind.
The wind returned,
howling,
"Whoooo..."
as if nothing had happened.
"..."
With the wind howling in his ears,
Sky Dream wore a stunned expression.
That couldn't be right. Why? She had at most another century before her tribulation. I couldn't have miscalculated. There was no way she could succeed. I've come right to her doorstep as a feast. She couldn't possibly not come!
I've practically delivered myself to her!
Why?!
Why isn't there even the slightest reaction?!
Sky Dream stirred its spiritual power for the third time, but now it felt less confident and more uneasy.
The gleaming white Million-Year Soul Ring rippled once more.
"Ice Empress! Come out and see me!"
Centered on the ice hut,
visible spatial ripples burst outward. If any humans had been there, they would have been utterly astonished. They looked almost exactly like the waves of heat that rose from the ground in summer,
even slightly