Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl: Ice and Snow Empresses, If I Said I Was Just Taking a Stroll, Would You Believe Me?

The battle at the bottom of the pit had settled.

The snow at the edge of the deep pit churned, and a thick white bear paw gripped the ice.

Immediately afterward, the Ice Bear King, Xiao Bai, dragged the enormous Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl and leaped out from the bottom of the pit.

She casually tossed the giant bird, which had more air going in than coming out, onto the flat snowfield. Her massive body rapidly shrank amid a puff of white mist, and in the blink of an eye, she became the adorable little white bear less than a meter tall again.

Xiao Bai sat in the snow, shook the blood from her paws, and looked up at Xiao Yan.

She extended a chubby bear paw and pointed at her own head, then at Xiao Yan's brow, tilting her head and blinking.

Xiao Yan understood what she meant and immediately lifted the restrictions at the threshold of his Sea of Consciousness.

Seeing this, Xiao Bai nodded her head in satisfaction. Her body turned into a pure white streak of light and shot straight into Xiao Yan's brow, returning to lie down in the Star River Sea of Consciousness.

Xiao Zhan also dispersed his Martial Soul Avatar at this point.

The black cauldron that had blotted out the sky turned into specks of light and vanished. The gravitational field pressing down on the ice cliff was lifted, and the halted wind and snow around them began howling once more.

He strode over to Xiao Yan's side, his gaze falling on the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl that had only its last breath left. He raised a hand and patted his son's shoulder.

"Absorb it here. I'll stand guard for you." Xiao Zhan stepped several paces away, turned his back to Xiao Yan, and vigilantly scanned the surrounding icy wilderness.

Xiao Yan nodded in agreement.

He gently raised his right hand, and the newly acquired authority of [Mystic Yellow: Water Controller] flowed naturally.

The snowflakes and frigid air filling the skies were drawn by invisible laws, rapidly gathering and compressing in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, a completely transparent Extreme Ice Spear, radiating piercing cold, condensed in his hand.

Xiao Yan flicked his wrist, and the ice spear flew from his hand as a sharp blue streak. With a wet thud, it pierced precisely through the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl's skull.

The giant bird's body convulsed twice before falling completely still.

Dazzling red light burst forth from the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl's corpse.

Dense blood-red light intertwined in midair before finally condensing into a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring that radiated savage pressure.

The deep crimson halo cast the surrounding ice and snow in a grim, murderous glow.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the spot.

He closed his eyes, and the Art of the Fuxi Emperor circulated rapidly within him, drawing the blood-red Spirit Ring in the air down until it slowly settled around his body.

The immense and violent energy of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast surged into his body through his pores.

If an ordinary rank-fifty Spirit King faced such an impact of energy, their meridians would likely be forcibly burst apart within a few breaths.

But Xiao Yan was different. His body had long been repeatedly cleansed and reforged by the Taiji Innate Qi of the Art of the Fuxi Emperor. Coupled with the foundation provided by the three-hundred-thousand-year Void Sound-Suppressing Hou Right Arm Bone, his bones and meridians had become outrageously resilient.

The energy that could make someone explode to death was directly taken over by the domineering Innate Qi after entering Xiao Yan's body. It was repeatedly scoured and purified along the circulation routes before obediently flowing into his Dantian Sea of Qi.

The absorption on the physical level proceeded as naturally as water flowing downhill, without the slightest difficulty.

Yet on the spiritual level, the impact brought by this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast turned into an absurd farce.

The Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl's lingering consciousness carried boundless resentment and unwillingness as it followed the connection of the Spirit Ring and crashed headlong into Xiao Yan's Sea of Consciousness.

Its plan had been clear: even if its physical body perished, it would stir up a storm on the spiritual level, turn the sea of consciousness of this human brat with only rank-fifty Soul Power upside down, and drag him down with it.

The giant bird's resentful soul condensed into form above the Star River Sea of Consciousness.

It spread its wings, ready to unleash a soul-shattering shriek and announce its arrival.

Yet before the sound could even leave its throat, it saw the scene on the formation below.

Not far away, a peerlessly beautiful woman in a snow-white dress was staring coldly at it. She was the Snow Empress, who had ruled the Extreme North for hundreds of thousands of years.

Beside her stood a little girl with twin ponytails and an icy, arrogant gaze, flexing her fists. She was the Ice Empress, feared by countless Soul Beasts.

Even worse, within the starlit region directly below, the Ice Bear King, Xiao Bai—the culprit who had just pinned it to the bottom of the pit and beaten it half to death—was baring her white teeth and glaring at it hungrily.

The Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl's remnant soul froze in midair.

The resentment and hatred filling its heart turned directly into despair the instant it saw that lineup.

It abruptly folded its wings, every feather standing on end, and turned to flee from the Sea of Consciousness.

How could Xiao Bai possibly give it the chance to escape?

Accompanied by an excited bear roar, Xiao Bai's body suddenly swelled within the Sea of Consciousness. Her enormous bear paw carried a soul storm as it slammed down.

The pitiful remnant soul of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast did not even have time to let out a scream before Xiao Bai slapped it into tiny spiritual motes, which completely merged into the vast river of stars.

Time quietly passed amid the ice and snow.

Two and a half hours passed.

The blood-red Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring floating around Xiao Yan's body began to rapidly contract. In the end, it turned into a streak of red light and completely fused into his body.

Xiao Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. Brilliant light flashed through his deep black pupils.

He stood up and stretched his body, his bones crackling like popping beans.

His fifth Spirit Ring had been absorbed.

Xiao Zhan, who had been guarding him all this time, immediately stepped forward when he heard the movement.

He held a Soul Bone that emitted a faint, deep-blue glow.

This Soul Bone was a left arm bone. Its surface bore patterns of ice and snow, while rings of strange spatial distortion coiled around it.

"Yan'er, did the absorption go smoothly?" Xiao Zhan handed the left arm bone to Xiao Yan, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone is a treasure of the Blood River. If it were placed outside, it would be enough to spark a bloody storm. Since you've finished absorbing the Spirit Ring, you may as well strike while the iron is hot and fuse this Soul Bone too, lest someone target you after we return to the academy..."

Halfway through his sentence, Xiao Zhan's voice stopped abruptly.

Looking at his calm-faced son, he suddenly realized that his worries were somewhat unnecessary.

Someone targeting him? This brat had an unfathomable mysterious old man living in his Sea of Consciousness, along with three peerless Ferocious Beasts from the Extreme North acting as bodyguards.

Forget ordinary people coveting his treasures—even if a Super Douluo like himself came, if they truly fought, it was hard to say who would be robbing whom.

Xiao Zhan coughed twice to hide his embarrassment and stuffed the Soul Bone directly into Xiao Yan's hand.

Xiao Yan took the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl's left arm bone and weighed it twice in his hand.

Its Hundred-Thousand-Year cultivation, combined with ice and spatial attributes, truly made it an invaluable treasure in the outside world.

But he knew very well that his right arm had already fused with the three-hundred-thousand-year Taixu Sound-Suppressing Hou Soul Bone. This mere Hundred Thousand Year left arm bone was truly unworthy of being part of his future set.

Fusing it would instead waste a precious Soul Bone slot.

As Xiao Yan looked at the Soul Bone in his hand, inspiration suddenly struck him.

He sent his spiritual sense into the Star River Sea of Consciousness and directly called upon the Holy Necromancer who was best at creating miracles.

"Elder Yi, here's another new research subject for you. Study how to strip the origin from this Soul Bone and fuse it with the Soul Bones I already have."

At that moment, at the center of the Sea of Consciousness.

Electrolux stood beside the majestic Eastern Emperor Bell, his head raised as he examined its divine runes.

Hearing Xiao Yan order him around so matter-of-factly, the old mage rolled his eyes so hard that even his beard bristled.

"I knew you'd exploit this old man!" Electrolux complained irritably, casually patting the bronze bell beside him.

"Your heart is as black as this bell, brat. You don't have even a shred of the virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young."

The moment his words fell, the Eastern Emperor Bell beneath his hand gave a deep tremor.

A stream of chaotic energy flowed across the bell's surface, seemingly expressing intense dissatisfaction with Electrolux's assessment, as if it were about to send him flying again.

Electrolux jumped in fright, immediately shut his mouth, and retreated two large steps to put some distance between himself and the bell.

He raised his right hand and grabbed at the empty air above the Sea of Consciousness.

The Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl's left arm bone in Xiao Yan's hand instantly vanished, turning into a streak of light that was forcibly pulled into the Sea of Consciousness and landed steadily in Electrolux's hand.

The old mage weighed the Soul Bone, examined the structure of the energy within, and the impatience on his face faded somewhat, replaced by focus in the face of a problem.

"Fine, fine, I know. Stop rushing me." Electrolux waved a hand and tucked the Soul Bone into his wide sleeve.

"Stripping and reorganizing the origin of a Soul Bone is easy. Just put your mind at ease and wait for my good news!"