Seven Augmenting Soul Rings!

A month later, in the Far North.

"Young Master, are you sure you want to hunt the Titan Snow Demon King?"

Xiao Bai stared at the bottomless glacial rift ahead, genuine worry filling her eyes.

As a Soul Beast that had once lived in the Far North, she understood the terror of that colossal creature better than anyone.

Zhang Qingxuan turned around, righteously reached out, and pinched Xiao Bai's nose. "What? My little fox was bullied before. As your master, can't I seek justice for you?"

"Yeah, right!" Xiao Bai rolled her eyes beautifully and muttered to herself:

I think you're just after its Soul Ring and Soul Bone, yet you make it sound so noble!

Even so, when she heard Zhang Qingxuan speak so matter-of-factly about seeking justice, warmth still quietly welled up in her heart.

She had lived in the Far North for tens of thousands of years, where the law of the jungle was the only rule.

No one had ever confronted another overlord over what a Soul Beast had once suffered.

But her concern quickly overwhelmed that hint of sweetness. "That's a two-hundred-thousand-year Titan Snow Demon King! It possesses Ultimate Ice and the Ancient Titan Bloodline! Young Master, you..."

"Before this, my chances of winning were less than fifty percent." Zhang Qingxuan interrupted her, a sharp glint like purple lightning flashing through his eyes.

"But now, I'm sixty percent sure."

He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward. No Soul Rings lit up, nor did any Soul Power fluctuate, yet the air around him began to warp strangely.

A faint strand of purple lightning danced at his fingertips. Wherever it passed, even space emitted a soft crackling sound.

Xiao Bai's fur instantly stood on end!

That was not ordinary lightning! That aura... came from the same source as the Heavenly Punishment Lightning she had felt during the hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Tribulation of other Soul Beasts!

It was merely more restrained and purer, as though an entire thundercloud had been compressed into this human body.

"Even if I can't defeat it, if I want to leave, it can't keep me." Zhang Qingxuan withdrew his hand, his tone calm yet filled with unquestionable confidence.

The Heavenly Tribulation from a month ago had not only benefited the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram and the Green Leaf Sword, but also allowed him to unexpectedly capture a wisp of Purple Tribulation Lightning Source.

Now, his Five Thunders Method carried a trace of true Heavenly Tribulation might—an innate restraint against Soul Beasts, especially high-level ones.

"Let's go." Zhang Qingxuan stepped forward, leaving no tracks in the snow.

The two traveled through the glacier for about half an hour before the view ahead suddenly opened up.

Before them stood a massive ice cavern more than a thousand meters across. Its entrance resembled the gaping maw of a ferocious beast, and freezing cold air surged from its depths. Even their exhaled breath instantly froze into icy particles and fell.

"This is it." Xiao Bai took a deep breath, a complicated expression flashing through her eyes.

Back then, near this very place, that overbearing bastard had seized the Ice Spirit Fruit Tree she had guarded for ten thousand years.

The next moment, she threw back her head and poured Soul Power into her voice, sending it deep into the ice cavern:

"Big idiot! Your Auntie Xiao Bai has come back for revenge—"

"Did you hear me? Granny Bai is here to settle the score—"

Her voice echoed through the ice cavern, shaking icicles from above until they rained down.

Immediately afterward, a suffocating aura erupted from the depths of the cave!

Pure, overwhelming ferocious-beast pressure crashed toward them like a tsunami!

Xiao Bai's face turned pale, and she instinctively took half a step back.

"Dead fox... you actually took human form?"

A deep, thunderous voice emerged from the cavern. With every word it spoke, the ground trembled.

Then, an enormous figure slowly stepped out of the darkness.

It stood over a hundred meters tall, its body covered in snow-white fur. Every muscle looked carved from glaciers and contained explosive strength.

It looked down at the two tiny figures beneath it, as insignificant as ants.

One of the three great overlords of the Far North—the Titan Snow Demon King!

Its gaze fell upon Zhang Qingxuan. It snorted out two streams of frosty breath, its voice full of disdain. "This is the support you found? A... human ant?"

Zhang Qingxuan shrugged, sounding as relaxed as if he were discussing the weather. "Yep."

"Courting death—"

Without warning, the Titan Snow Demon King threw a punch!

There was no Soul Skill and no flourish. Pure strength tore through the air with a booming sonic blast!

If that punch landed, even a hill would instantly be reduced to dust!

Yet after the tremendous impact, the Titan Snow Demon King froze.

Its fist had stopped in midair.

A pale golden barrier had appeared at some point, enveloping Zhang Qingxuan and Xiao Bai.

Golden light flowed across the barrier. It looked as thin as a cicada's wing, yet it completely blocked the force of that punch without even producing a ripple.

"Hm?" The Titan Snow Demon King narrowed its eyes.

Zhang Qingxuan slowly raised his head. Deep within his dark eyes, purple lightning flashed and vanished.

Then, a terrifying aura no weaker than that of the Titan Snow Demon King erupted explosively from his body!

Seven Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet. When they fully appeared, even the well-informed Titan Snow Demon King's pupils abruptly contracted!

Purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, red!

A Soul Ring configuration that defied the common sense of the Soul Master world!

Especially that final blood-red Soul Ring—the vast life force and pressure it contained clearly could only be bestowed by a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

Xiao Bai was stunned as well. She knew Young Master was powerful, but that red Soul Ring... when had he ever hunted a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?!

Before she could think further, all seven of Zhang Qingxuan's Soul Rings lit up at the same time!

First Soul Ring—his overall attributes increased by one hundred percent!

Second Soul Ring—his attacks gained armor-piercing properties!

Third Ring, Fourth Ring, Fifth Ring, Sixth Ring...

With every Soul Ring that lit up, Zhang Qingxuan's aura surged dramatically!

When the enhancements from all seven Soul Rings stacked together, a visible lightning field coiled around him. His hair fluttered without wind, and destructive power flowed beneath every inch of his skin!

"Now, let me reason with you." Zhang Qingxuan took a step forward.

He raised his right hand and curled his fingers into a loose fist.

Rumble—

The sky suddenly darkened!

The previously clear skies above the Far North were now covered in dense storm clouds, with serpentine lightning rolling and roaring within them!

This was not a Soul Skill, but a phenomenon created by forcibly drawing upon the Power of Heaven and Earth!

At last, the Titan Snow Demon King put away its contempt.

It threw back its head and roared. Icy blue radiance rapidly spread outward from its body—the innate domain: Extreme Cold Domain!

Within the domain, its attack and defense would be greatly enhanced!

Immediately after, the muscles across its body bulged as blinding light burst forth—Titan Giant Strength, activated!

Roar—

Its fists collided with a tremendous metallic clang before it hurled a second punch at Zhang Qingxuan!

The power of this punch was several times greater than before!

"Trying to strike first?" The corners of Zhang Qingxuan's lips lifted, battle intent blazing in his eyes.

He did not dodge. He merely raised his hand lightly and pressed downward.

Crack—

A purple bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket descended from the heavens, tearing through the domain and the freezing wind before accurately striking the Titan Snow Demon King's incoming giant fist!

Lightning exploded, and ice crystals scattered in every direction!

The Titan Snow Demon King let out a pained roar. Cracks had appeared across the ice crystal armor on its fist, armor said to be capable of withstanding a full-force strike from a Title Douluo, after just that single bolt!