The Ice God Great Rift Valley, Third Brother's Worries!

Hearing these words, Xu Tianyao's heart warmed.

Given Kong Deming's understanding of Soul Tools, the life-saving item he carried with him was undoubtedly invaluable.

"Grandfather, Tianyao has remembered your words."

He nodded heavily, then turned and walked to Snow Empress's side.

Snow Empress had not spoken from beginning to end; her mind was entirely focused on the divine sense she had just received.

Seeing that the two humans had finished their discussion, she couldn't bear to delay any longer. With a wave of her hand, a surge of powerful Soul Power was unleashed.

In an instant, the world changed color again, and a raging blizzard swept up around them.

Countless snowflakes spun wildly in the air, forming an ice and snow tornado that connected heaven and earth. This tornado then enveloped the figures of the two.

When the wind and snow dispersed, Snow Empress and Xu Tianyao had vanished from their original spot.

Only Kong Deming was left standing alone on the ice plain, his gaze fixed for a long time in the direction they had departed.

The core region of the Far North.

A crystal-clear ice platform floated in mid-air, like a lone boat speeding through the endless wind and snow.

On the platform.

Xu Tianyao sat cross-legged, seemingly meditating, but his eyes were constantly fixed on the stunning, beautiful figure in front of him.

This was the first time he had observed this legendary overlord of the Far North at such close range.

Snow Maiden stood quietly at the forefront, her snow-white dress fluttering in the wind.

Her silver-white hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, appearing even more alluring against the backdrop of the wind and snow.

Her exquisite and peerless face seemed to be the most perfect creation of heaven and earth, without the slightest flaw.

Just standing there was enough to attract the attention of the entire world.

Xu Tianyao couldn't help but stare for a while longer, as neither in his past life nor in this one had he ever encountered such a breathtaking existence.

Mengmeng hadn't fully grown yet and couldn't compare to this stunning mature beauty.

After watching for a while, he seemed to notice something was amiss. The surroundings had become somewhat cold without him realizing it. He knew this was Snow Empress's warning, so he guiltily withdrew his gaze.

The seemingly beautiful woman before him was no weakling.

This was a terrifying Soul Beast with a cultivation close to seven hundred thousand years.

If he truly angered her, a single glance might be enough to turn him into dust.

Snow Empress naturally sensed the gaze of the youth behind her.

Under normal circumstances, a human who dared to look at her so brazenly would have long since been turned into an ice sculpture.

But at this moment, she had no time to pay attention to him.

Because the summoning from the depths of her soul was growing stronger and stronger.

In the depths of her being, it was as if an ancient and sacred will was guiding her forward.

Thus, she could only focus entirely on tracking that guidance, constantly accelerating her speed.

They crossed the boundless snow plains, traversed towering ice peaks, and navigated through countless cold currents and blizzards.

After several hours, the world ahead finally opened up.

A colossal abyss lay across the end of the snow plain.

It was as if a god had wielded a sharp blade and split the land apart.

Cold mist churned within the abyss, and countless ice crystals refracted dreamlike light under the sun.

And this was one of the most mysterious forbidden zones in the Far North, the Ice God Great Rift Valley!

The ice platform slowly descended. Snow Empress gazed at the familiar rift valley before her, but a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.

She had been to this place many times, as the depths of this great rift valley often nurtured various rare heavenly treasures, so she was very familiar with it.

However, in all the countless years past, she had never found any trace related to the Ice God here.

Not even a sliver of aura.

The so-called birthplace of the Ice God was, in the eyes of the Soul Beasts of the Far North, merely an ancient legend passed down for who knows how many years.

But now, as the summoning grew stronger, Snow Empress had no choice but to believe this legend.

Because deep within the Ice God Great Rift Valley, she indeed felt a strong summoning and guidance, and she was certain that this guidance came from the Ice God.

Snow Empress, with Xu Tianyao, leaped into the bottomless, deep blue rift.

At the same time, in the God Realm.

The azure Sea God Temple stood quietly upon the boundless ocean, its vast divine power transforming into a faint blue light that continuously rippled around the magnificent palace.

Upon the divine throne within the hall, a man in a blue robe slowly opened his eyes.

The man was Tang San.

At this moment, however, Tang San's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes filled with confusion and gravity.

"Strange..."

"Why has the aura of the Destined One suddenly become so blurred?"

"Just a short while ago, I could still sense a general direction, yet now it is as if it has been obscured by some kind of power."

Tang San slowly rose to his feet, standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze seemingly piercing through the endless void to look down at the lower realm.

"Could it be... that some variable beyond my control has appeared in the lower realm?"

At this thought, a sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

As he spoke, he intended to use the power of the Divine Realm Hub to further investigate the situation in the lower realm, but just as his divine sense connected with the Divine Realm Hub, the warning from the God of Destruction surfaced in his mind once again.

Thinking of how the God of Destruction had repeatedly obstructed him and worked against him in the past, Tang San's expression darkened instantly.

"Destruction..."

He whispered the name, a flicker of coldness crossing his eyes as he slammed his fist onto the desk.

The incredibly hard divine stone tabletop was instantly covered in cracks.

In Tang San's view, the God of Destruction had been opposing him at every turn lately, showing less and less regard for him as the Law Enforcer of the Divine Realm; it was clear that he was courting death.

Just then, the sound of light, quick footsteps came from outside the hall.

"San-ge!"

Accompanied by the familiar voice, a beautiful woman with a scorpion braid skipped into the room.

It was Xiao Wu. The current Xiao Wu seemed even more mature and curvaceous than before, every movement and smile carrying a unique charm.

In truth, Xiao Wu had come today to take care of something.

Ever since the unpleasantness with Tang San over Tang Wutong some days ago, she had felt a bit guilty, fearing that she had pushed him too hard and that San-ge would be unable to bear it.

Seeing Tang San alone in the Sea God Temple with such a grim expression, she subconsciously assumed he was still troubled by that matter.

Xiao Wu hurried to Tang San's side and asked softly, "San-ge, what's wrong? Why is your complexion so poor?"

"Is the pressure too much lately?"

Having said this, Xiao Wu pursed her lips, her tone tinged with apology.

"If it's because of Wutong, then don't worry too much."

"With Daming and Erming looking after her in the lower realm, there won't be any problems."

"You, you always like to shoulder everything yourself."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to gently stroke Tang San's cheek.

However, the next second, Tang San recoiled as if startled, his body retreating uncontrollably.

Looking at the rosy-cheeked Xiao Wu before him, certain unpleasant memories involuntarily flashed through Tang San's mind.

In an instant, he felt a strange, dull ache emanating from his waist.

As the saying goes, a woman is like a wolf at thirty and a tiger at forty; with Xiao Wu being a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, one has to wonder—is she fierce or what?