Battle! Snow Empress!

Ice-blue soul power surged around the Snow Empress. As she clenched her jade-like hand, an Emperor Sword—translucent, ice-white, and etched with frost patterns—materialized in her grip, instantly unleashing a bone-chilling cold that swept across the area.

"Xue'er! Stop, please! A-Chen didn't do it on purpose." The Ice Empress stepped forward, shielding Xiao Jinchen as she explained.

At these words, a flash of shame and indignation crossed the Snow Empress's ice-blue eyes, and a lovely crimson flush crept up her cheeks.

"Bing'er, move aside. Let me teach him a proper lesson!" The Snow Empress glared in annoyance at Xiao Jinchen behind the Ice Empress.

"Xue'er, A-Chen really didn't mean to." The Ice Empress turned to look at Xiao Jinchen behind her. "A-Chen, hurry up and explain yourself!"

"Uh..." Xiao Jinchen stepped out from behind the Ice Empress, waving his hands in an innocent gesture. "Snow Empress, this really isn't my fault!"

"You're still making excuses at a time like this!"

The Snow Empress raised her hand, ready to strike with her sword.

"Wait! Snow Empress, let me finish my excuse—I mean, my explanation!" Xiao Jinchen hurriedly interrupted.

Xiao Jinchen finally understood the situation: when the Snow Empress was captured and imprisoned in the God Sealing Platform, only her origin remained, leaving her without a physical body. When the Humanoid Transformation Pill reshaped her form, it naturally didn't recreate her clothing. This was why the Ice Empress had been clothed when she consumed the pill, while the Snow Empress had not.

"Snow Empress, you only had your origin left when you were trapped in the God Sealing Platform; you had no body. When the Humanoid Transformation Pill reshaped you, it naturally didn't recreate your clothes," Xiao Jinchen said slowly. "But when Bing'er consumed the pill, she didn't face this issue because she already possessed her own physical form."

After hearing Xiao Jinchen's explanation, the shame and anger in the Snow Empress's heart subsided slightly.

"No way!" The Snow Empress suddenly lifted her head, shouting sharply, "Do you think I'll just let it go after you've seen everything?"

"Uh..." Xiao Jinchen scratched his head. "Then what do you want?"

"Hmph!" The Snow Empress snorted indignantly. "Come, spar with me."

She had already made up her mind: this human was Bing'er's lover, so killing him was out of the question, but she had to teach him a lesson! She would make him suffer a bit of physical pain!

"Xue'er, listen to me, A-Chen he..." The Ice Empress quickly reached out to pull at the Snow Empress's sleeve.

"Enough." The Snow Empress didn't give her a chance to speak, cutting her off immediately.

"Bing'er, you don't need to plead for him! If I don't let him know my strength today, how am I supposed to swallow this insult? I was seen completely bare for nothing—should I just let it slide? Does that mean I'll be pinned under him in the future?" the Snow Empress said, pouting.

Seeing the Snow Empress looking as if she were ready to eat someone, the Ice Empress could only close her mouth helplessly, thinking to herself, Sigh, I hope Xue'er goes easy on him.

Although the Ice Empress knew Xiao Jinchen possessed a secret technique that could boost his strength three times over—reaching the level of a Limit Douluo on the final stage—she still felt that Xiao Jinchen wouldn't be able to defeat the Snow Empress.

"Uh... is this really necessary?" Xiao Jinchen spread his hands helplessly. "Didn't I just explain? It wasn't my fault."

"Hmph! I don't care!"

"Whoosh!"

The Snow Empress snorted coldly and put away her Emperor Sword. With a sudden movement, she broke the air with a sharp whistle, her speed so great that she left afterimages behind. Her graceful figure appeared before Xiao Jinchen like a ghost, her jade hand striking directly toward his handsome face.

"Holy crap! You're actually attacking?!" Xiao Jinchen was startled, seven-colored soul power surging through his arm. "Eight Extremities Collapse! Eight-Fold Hidden Force! Explode!"

In an instant, Xiao Jinchen's fist collided violently with the Snow Empress's palm-wind.

"Boom!"

A visible shockwave of soul power erupted, with seven-colored and ice-blue energies constantly intertwining and eroding one another.

The Snow Empress's pretty face changed abruptly. The scene she had anticipated—Xiao Jinchen being sent flying—did not occur. Instead, a hidden force surged from the point of impact into her arm, rampaging through and directly shattering the soul power protecting her limb.

At the same time, a massive recoil struck. Xiao Jinchen felt his arm go numb, as if he had been rammed by a heavy carriage. He retreated dozens of steps before the tyrannical impact finally dissipated and he managed to steady himself.

As for the Snow Empress, she did not pursue. She stood quietly in place, her previously indignant eyes now filled with shock as she stared at Xiao Jinchen, who was struggling to regain his footing.

Although she hadn't used her full strength in that strike, it was still far beyond what an eightieth-level Soul Douluo should be able to withstand—not to mention that hidden force that had managed to penetrate her arm.

Taking advantage of the Snow Empress's momentary daze, Xiao Jinchen quickly formed hand seals.

"Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Transformations! First Transformation! Green Lotus Transformation!"

"Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Transformations! Second Transformation! Glazed Transformation!"

"Heavenly Fire Three Mysterious Transformations! Third Transformation! Emperor Flame Transformation!"

In an instant, Xiao Jinchen's hair turned white, and his aura soared to the level of a Limit Douluo.

"Hoo."

Xiao Jinchen took a deep breath, flicked his finger against his Storage Ring, and the Heavy Profound Ruler fell into his grasp.

The Snow Empress, whose mood had just settled, felt a new wave of shock crash over her.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her red lips parted, and she said in disbelief, "This... how can you suddenly elevate your power to the level of a Limit Douluo?"

The Snow Empress instinctively looked at the Ice Empress, who was watching from the sidelines. "Bing'er, did you know he had this trick up his sleeve all along?"

"Mm-hmm." The Ice Empress nodded slightly. "A-Chen does indeed possess a secret technique that can boost his strength."

"Hmph!" The Snow Empress gave a soft snort, clenched her jade hand, and the Emperor Sword appeared in her grip once more.

"One Sword Across the Void, A Thousand Snows Bring the Chill!"

With a sharp cry from the Snow Empress, an ice-blue sword beam erupted from the Emperor Sword, sweeping toward Xiao Jinchen with bone-piercing cold.

"Flame Split—Wave Devouring Ruler!"

Xiao Jinchen let out a low shout. Red light flared violently on the Heavy Profound Ruler in his hand as the Emperor Flame instantly poured into the blade. Without retreating, he slashed down at the incoming sword beam, and a ten-foot-long, scorching seven-colored ruler-light erupted from the tip of the weapon.

"Boom!"

A massive, thunderous roar swept through nearly the entire Exotic Flame Space. Where the seven-colored radiance of the ruler met the ice-blue glow of the sword, terrifying fluctuations of soul power erupted, the violent shockwaves stinging Xiao Jinchen's cheeks.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the Exotic Flame Space, Xuan Zi was sent flying by the terrifying surge of soul power, rolling dozens of times before he finally came to a stop.

"Wuu... wuu..." Xuan Zi wanted to speak, to roar, to demand an explanation, but he couldn't make a sound, only managing a few whimpers.

"Again!"

The Snow Empress flashed before Xiao Jinchen in an instant, the Emperor Sword in her hand wreathed in bone-chilling cold as she slashed down toward him.

"If you want to fight, then let's fight!"

Xiao Jinchen slammed his foot against the ground and surged upward, seven-colored soul power sweeping out like a tidal wave as he gripped the Heavy Profound Ruler and met her head-on without the slightest hesitation.

Inside the Exotic Flame Space, two streaks of light—one seven-colored and one ice-blue—whistled back and forth, constantly colliding and kicking up wave after wave of soul power.