Snow Emperor's Sacrifice, Unparalleled Splendor!

But when the Snow Empress met Meng Chen's sincere gaze, she could not help but consider whether it was feasible.

After all, she had never seen an existence as peculiar as Meng Chen.

Only a wisp of his remnant soul remained, faint enough to be nearly transparent, yet he was still living just fine, though he had attached himself to a human.

Perhaps he had encountered a predicament similar to hers and chosen to become this little girl's Wisdom Soul Ring.

The Snow Empress gazed deeply at Meng Chen.

Meng Chen looked back at her. There was no guilt or calculation in his eyes, only utter sincerity.

If she could truly retain her complete soul and consciousness after becoming a Soul Ring, then once this little girl became a god, it would indeed be possible.

But there was still one more matter.

"Become a god? You say this girl can become a god, and she will? Why should I believe you?"

Meng Chen said frankly, "Words alone prove nothing. Snow Empress, you might as well take a gamble. With your help and mine, Bing'er is destined to become a god."

Shui Bing'er stood in the distance, watching the scene nervously, barely daring to breathe.

Heavens, a being at the six-hundred-thousand-year level... such an existence was going to become her Soul Ring?

I wonder if I can handle it.

But Shui Bing'er believed in Meng Chen. Especially when he said she was destined to become a god, her eyes filled with tears of emotion.

She had never expected Master to place such great hopes in her.

After a long period of thought, the Snow Empress decided to take a gamble.

"Fine. I will believe you this once." The Snow Empress looked at Shui Bing'er, her tone calm but serious.

Both Meng Chen and Shui Bing'er felt a surge of joy.

But after her joy faded, Shui Bing'er felt helpless again. When practicing the Frost Soul Palm, she had not neglected her Soul Power cultivation either.

Yet she was only level thirty-seven now. It would probably take another half month to reach level forty.

Seeing the change in Shui Bing'er's expression, Meng Chen smiled. "Bing'er, sit down. Master will help you absorb the Snow Lotus and break through to level forty."

Shui Bing'er stared at Meng Chen in astonishment.

Meng Chen nodded.

Shui Bing'er was instantly overjoyed. Taking a deep breath, she held the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus in her palm, sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes.

The medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus was incredibly potent. If eaten raw, it would likely freeze a person into an ice sculpture.

But Shui Bing'er did not harbor the slightest doubt toward Meng Chen. She immediately sat cross-legged on the snow, swallowed the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus in one gulp, and closed her eyes.

The medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus erupted in an instant, but Shui Bing'er's meridians and internal organs had already been protected by Meng Chen. He still had strength to spare, controlling the Snow Lotus's medicinal power and making it gentler.

"Now, circulate the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art." Meng Chen's voice sounded beside her ear.

Shui Bing'er took a deep breath and began circulating the technique.

Soul Power flowed from her dantian and slowly circulated through her meridians.

Drawn by the technique, the medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus slowly circulated along the route of the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art, gradually absorbed into Shui Bing'er's body strand by strand.

The Snow Empress floated nearby, her ice-blue eyes fixed on Shui Bing'er as a trace of satisfaction flashed through them.

This little girl's aptitude was better than she had expected.

Perhaps she had truly made the right gamble.

Meng Chen floated on Shui Bing'er's other side, his gaze never leaving her. His eyes remained deep and bright, as though he were watching the most precious treasure in the world.

Time passed second by second.

The moment Shui Bing'er absorbed the last wisp of medicinal power, a soft hum came from within her body, as if something had shattered.

Immediately afterward, a brand-new force surged from her dantian and rushed through her meridians into every part of her body.

Shui Bing'er opened her eyes, brilliance flickering within them.

"Level forty..." she murmured, disbelief in her voice. "I broke through to level forty?"

She raised her right hand, gathering a mass of Ice Blue Light Soul Power in her palm. It radiated biting cold and distinct fluctuations.

She had reached level forty just like that?

Even before her Soul Power had dissipated to level zero, she had not been confident that she could break through to level forty in such a short time.

Shui Bing'er turned to Meng Chen, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Master, thank you."

Meng Chen waved his hand and looked toward the Snow Empress.

The Snow Empress naturally understood the meaning of Meng Chen's glance. She drifted before Shui Bing'er, her ice-blue eyes watching her. "Little girl, are you ready? My power is immense. It will hurt terribly. Both your body and Sea of Consciousness will be torn apart and rebuilt."

Shui Bing'er looked at the Snow Empress and nodded seriously.

The Snow Empress said nothing more.

She turned around, her back facing Shui Bing'er and Meng Chen, while her silver-white hair fluttered in the night wind.

Then she closed her eyes.

The aura around her suddenly changed.

A vast pressure, like an endless ocean, erupted from her body. Shui Bing'er immediately felt an oppressive force that nearly suffocated her.

The pressure was not aimed at her, but the Snow Empress's power was simply too immense. Even its natural leakage was enough to leave a level-forty Spirit Master struggling to breathe.

Meng Chen drifted beside Shui Bing'er and waved his right hand. A layer of chaotic light enveloped Shui Bing'er, shielding her from the Snow Empress's pressure.

"Do not be afraid," Meng Chen said, his voice as steady as a mountain. "Watch."

The cold air throughout the Extreme North began gathering here, swirling above Shui Bing'er.

The Snow Empress's body began to glow.

It was a pure Ice Blue Light, frigid and immaculate, like ten-thousand-year ice sealed deep within ancient glaciers.

The light grew brighter and brighter, increasingly dazzling, illuminating the entire ice plain as though it were daytime.

Spirit Beasts within a hundred miles were alarmed by the light. They poked their heads out of their nests and crawled toward its source, trembling.

The ruler of the Extreme North Ice Plains was making a Sacrifice. The pressure that came from the depths of her soul left every Spirit Beast too afraid to raise its head.

The Snow Empress's body began turning ethereal, like an ice sculpture melting away.

Yet her expression remained calm, and her ice-blue eyes never opened.

The Snow Empress's body transformed into an Ice Blue Light Pillar that shot into the sky and pierced the clouds.

That Ice Blue Light Pillar was so dazzling that it illuminated the entire Extreme North Ice Plains.

Sunlight and starlight both paled before it.

The Light Pillar exploded high in the air, becoming countless ice-blue Light Spots. Like stars falling from the heavens, they drifted down in a shower, covering the entire ice plain in dreamlike radiance.

The sight was too magnificent. Shui Bing'er was stunned.

No, she had never imagined that such a sight could exist in this world.

A sky full of ice-blue light rain poured down from the nine heavens, containing the Snow Empress's six hundred thousand years of cultivation.

As though alive, the Light Spots drifted toward Shui Bing'er, spiraling and dancing around her.

Then they began merging into Shui Bing'er's body.

A vast power surged from those Light Spots and flooded into Shui Bing'er's limbs, bones, and eight extraordinary meridians!

That power was far too immense. Shui Bing'er's meridians simply could not bear it.

"Ah—!"

Shui Bing'er cried out in pain, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She felt as though her body were an exquisite porcelain vessel, while the Snow Empress's power was a vast ocean. The instant the Snow Empress's power entered, it shattered her.

Meng Chen spoke at once. "Relax. Do not resist. Let the power circulate within you. Do not try to control it. Your meridians, body, and soul will all be reforged. You must endure it."

Hearing her Master's words, Shui Bing'er gritted her teeth and held on.

She felt her entire body being crushed and reconstructed!

Even her Sea of Consciousness was no exception.

The pain made Shui Bing'er's awareness increasingly hazy. The temptation to lose consciousness was overwhelming.

"Bing'er, hold on! Focus your mind. Think of something to help keep your awareness focused. Do not faint!"

Meng Chen drew upon the power of the Chaos Bead to help Shui Bing'er protect her consciousness.

Master... it was Master. She could not disappoint him!

Shui Bing'er began recalling every little moment she had shared with Meng Chen, until her memories abruptly stopped at the first time she had used the Mystic Origin Spirit Liquid.

The immense embarrassment even overwhelmed the pain, helping Shui Bing'er steady her consciousness.

Then, the power flooding into her body suddenly began to subside.

It was as though something had sealed it away layer upon layer.

The surging tsunami became a rushing river, then dwindled into a trickling stream.

In the end, only the amount she could bear remained and settled within her.

Meng Chen acted at the right moment, guiding the Snow Empress's soul into the Chaos Bead.