The Tragic State of the Far North! The Black Empress's Excitement!

"An evolution of light?"

Wang Jie felt a wave of confusion upon hearing this, but seeing Jiang Xiu's firm resolve, he said nothing more.

"Very well, prioritize your own safety above all else. Once we've repelled the Abyssal army, I will convene a military council to gather the powerhouses of the major factions and the commanders of every legion."

"Thanks, Brother Jie."

Jiang Xiu's voice came through with a smile.

"It is I who should be thanking you, brother. If not for your timely reinforcements, the regions guarded by the North Sea Legion and the Northern Legion would likely have fallen by now," Wang Jie said solemnly.

"Rumble!"

As another violent roar echoed across the battlefield, Wang Jie hung up the Communication Soul Tool.

At this moment, Jiang Xiu was standing in the Far North, amidst a sky filled with ice and snow.

"I never expected the Far North, once the greatest gathering place for ice-type Soul Beasts, to have turned into such a state."

After putting away the Communication Soul Tool, Jiang Xiu scanned his surroundings, a trace of regret surfacing in his eyes.

The Far North was now crisscrossed with deep ravines. Although ice and snow still remained, the air was permeated with a faint, malevolent aura. The entire world felt oppressive and uncomfortable, a far cry from the natural splendor it once possessed.

In this vast expanse of the Far North, not a single ice-type Soul Beast could be seen; it was as if the land had fallen into the deathly silence of an eternal night.

"As expected, after the Far North lost the Ice Empress and the Snow Empress, there is barely any high-end combat power left. How could it possibly defend against an outside invasion?" Jiang Xiu said softly.

Moreover, he knew very well that