Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl: Ice and Snow Two Emperors, would you believe me if I said I was just out for a stroll?

The dust settled on the battle at the bottom of the pit.

The snow at the edge of the deep crater churned, and a thick, white bear paw hooked onto the ice shelf.

Immediately after, Ice Bear King Xiao Bai dragged the massive Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl up from the pit in a single leap.

He tossed the giant bird, which was drawing its final, shallow breaths, onto the flat snow. His massive frame rapidly shrank amidst a puff of white smoke, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed back into that adorable, less-than-a-meter-tall little white bear.

Xiao Bai sat on the snow, shook the blood from his paws, and tilted his head to look at Xiao Yan.

He extended a chubby bear paw to point at his own head, then pointed at Xiao Yan's forehead, tilting his head and blinking.

Xiao Yan understood his meaning and immediately lowered the threshold of his Sea of Consciousness.

Seeing this, Xiao Bai nodded in satisfaction. His form turned into a streak of pure white light, diving straight into Xiao Yan's forehead to return to the Star River Sea of Consciousness and lie down.

Xiao Zhan dispersed his Avatar of the Martial Soul at this moment.

The massive black cauldron that had blotted out the sky dissolved into points of light. The gravitational field pressing down on the ice cliff lifted, and the surrounding stagnant wind and snow began to howl once more.

He strode to Xiao Yan's side, his gaze falling on the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl, which had only a final breath left, and patted his son on the shoulder.

"Absorb it here; I will guard you." Xiao Zhan stepped a few paces away, turning his back to Xiao Yan to vigilantly scan the surrounding frozen wasteland.

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 cold air dancing in the sky were drawn by an invisible rule, rapidly converging and compressing into his palm.

In the blink of an eye, an Extreme Ice Spear, transparent throughout and radiating a bone-chilling cold, condensed in his hand.

Xiao Yan flicked his wrist, and the ice spear turned into a sharp blue light, flying from his hand. With a "pfft," it accurately pierced the skull of the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl.

The giant bird's body twitched violently twice before falling silent.

A dazzling red light erupted from the corpse of the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl.

The rich, blood-colored radiance intertwined in mid-air, eventually condensing into a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring that radiated a fierce pressure.

The deep red halo cast a murderous glow over the surrounding ice and snow.

Xiao Yan did not hesitate in the slightest and sat cross-legged on the spot.

He closed his eyes, and the Art of the Fuxi Emperor circulated rapidly within his body, guiding the blood-colored spirit ring in mid-air to descend slowly and settle around him.

The massive and violent energy of the hundred-thousand-year spirit beast surged into his body through his pores.

If this were an ordinary level-fifty Spirit King, their meridians would likely be blown apart within a few breaths under such an energy impact.

But Xiao Yan was different. His physical body had long been repeatedly cleansed and marrow-washed by the Taiji Innate Qi of the Art of the Fuxi Emperor, and with the added foundation of the three-hundred-thousand-year Void Sound-Suppressing Hou Right Arm Bone, his bones and meridians were tough to an outrageous degree.

This energy, which could cause a person to explode, was directly taken over by the domineering Innate Qi upon entering Xiao Yan's body. It was washed and purified repeatedly along the circulation path before finally flowing docilely into his Dantian Sea of Qi.

The absorption on the physical level was a matter of course, effortless.

Yet, on the mental level, the impact brought by this hundred-thousand-year spirit beast turned into a ridiculous farce.

The remnant consciousness of the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl, carrying sky-high resentment and unwillingness, followed the connection of the spirit ring and crashed into Xiao Yan's Sea of Consciousness.

Its original plan was clear: even if its physical body fell, it would stir up a storm on the mental level, turn the Sea of Consciousness of this human boy with only level-fifty spirit power upside down, and drag him to the grave.

The giant bird's vengeful soul condensed in the sky above the Star River Sea of Consciousness.

It spread its wings, preparing to let out a soul-shattering shriek to announce its arrival.

However, before the sound could even escape its throat, it saw the scene on the formation below.

Not far away, a woman in a white dress as pure as snow with peerless features was watching it coldly—that was the Snow Empress, who had ruled the Extreme North for hundreds of thousands of years.

Beside her, a little girl with twin tails and a cold, arrogant gaze was rolling up her sleeves—that was the Ice Empress, who made countless spirit beasts tremble with fear.

What was even worse was that in the starlit area directly below, the culprit who had just pinned it to the bottom of the pit and hammered it until it wished it were dead—Ice Bear King Xiao Bai—was grinning, revealing his stark white teeth, and staring at it with predatory intent.

The remnant soul of the Space-Rending Cold Sound Owl froze in mid-air instantly.

The full measure of its resentment and hatred turned directly into despair the moment it saw this lineup.

It abruptly tucked its wings, its feathers standing on end, and turned to flee outside the Sea of Consciousness.

How could Xiao Bai give it a chance to escape?

Accompanied by an excited bear roar, Xiao Bai's figure soared in the Sea of Consciousness. His massive bear paw brought with it a soul storm and slapped down heavily.

Poor remnant soul of this hundred-thousand-year spirit beast; it didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was slapped into fine, scattered mental light spots by Xiao Bai, completely merging into this vast Star River.

Time passed quietly in the frozen world.

Two and a half hours passed.

The hundred-thousand-year blood-colored spirit ring hovering around Xiao Yan's body began to shrink rapidly, eventually turning into a red light and merging completely into his body.

Xiao Yan let out a long breath of turbid air and opened his eyes, his deep black pupils flashing with brilliance.

He stood up and stretched his limbs, his entire body emitting crisp, popping sounds like beans.

The fifth spirit ring was successfully absorbed.

Xiao Zhan, who had been guarding the side, heard the movement and immediately stepped forward.

In his hand, he held a soul bone that emitted a faint, deep blue luster.

The shape of this soul bone was a left arm bone; its surface was not only etched with patterns of ice and snow, but also wreathed in rings of strange spatial distortion.

"Xiao Yan, is the absorption going smoothly?" Xiao Zhan handed the left arm bone to Xiao Yan, his tone tinged with a hint of solemnity.

"A hundred-thousand-year soul bone is a treasure of the Blood River; if it were revealed to the outside world, it would be enough to stir up a storm of blood. Since you have finished absorbing your soul ring, you might as well strike while the iron is hot and fuse with this soul bone as well, lest you be targeted by others once you return to the academy..."

Halfway through his sentence, Xiao Zhan's voice came to an abrupt halt.

He looked at his son, who wore a calm expression, and suddenly realized that his worries were somewhat superfluous.

Targeted by others? This kid had an unfathomably mysterious old man living in his Sea of Consciousness, and three peerless fierce beasts from the Extreme North acting as his bodyguards.

Never mind ordinary people coveting it; even if a Super Douluo like himself were to come along, if a fight really broke out, it was hard to say who would be robbing whom.

Xiao Zhan coughed twice to mask his embarrassment and shoved the soul bone directly into Xiao Yan's hand.

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

With a hundred-thousand-year age and both ice and spatial attributes, it was indeed a priceless treasure in the outside world.

However, 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 his future puzzle.

Fusing with it would only waste a precious soul bone slot.

Xiao Yan looked at the soul bone in his hand, and a flash of inspiration struck his mind.

He probed his consciousness into the Star River Sea of Consciousness and directly summoned the Necromancer Saint Mage who was most adept at creating miracles.

"Elder Yi, I have a new project for you. Research how to strip the essence from this soul bone and fuse it into my existing soul bone."

At this moment, in the center of the Sea of Consciousness.

Electrolux was standing beside the towering Eastern Emperor Bell, looking up and studying the divine runes.

Hearing Xiao Yan's brazen command, the old mage rolled his eyes, his beard bristling.

"Always squeezing this old man!" Electrolux complained irritably, while casually patting the bronze bell body beside him.

"Your heart, kid, is as black as this bell; you have absolutely no virtue of respecting the old and cherishing the young."

As soon as these words fell, the Eastern Emperor Bell he was patting let out a low, trembling hum.

A stream of chaotic energy swirled across the surface of the bell, seemingly expressing strong dissatisfaction with Electrolux's evaluation, looking very much like it was about to send him flying again.

Electrolux was startled, immediately shut his mouth, and took two large steps back to maintain a safe distance.

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

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

The old mage weighed the soul bone and probed its internal energy structure; the impatience on his face faded, replaced by the focus he reserved for solving problems.

"I know, I know, don't rush me." Electrolux waved his hand and tucked the soul bone into his wide sleeve.

"Stripping and restructuring soul bone essence is simple. Just set your heart at ease and wait for good news from me!"