Faced with this blow that could be called the ultimate in the world, touching the threshold of a demigod, the eternal frost on Snow Empress's beautiful face finally melted, replaced by a kind of indifference that towered over all things.
She is no longer a Soul Beast, or even an individual.
She raised her head slightly, and the Sword of Judgment was reflected in her ice-blue eyes, but she seemed to be looking down.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was ethereal and grand.
"I am Far North, Far North is me."
For a moment, the entire Extreme North, hundreds of millions of miles of glaciers and snowfields, seemed to "come alive" at this moment.
The invisible, majestic and endless will of heaven and earth, from under the deepest ice, from the top of the most majestic snow-capped mountains, from every falling snowflake, converged crazily towards the seemingly small body of Snow Empress.
"Buzz--"
A low hum sounded, like the movement of continental plates.
The aura around Snow Empress climbed crazily at a speed that was contrary to common sense. It instantly broke through the boundaries, surpassed the scope of Limit Douluo, and entered a mysterious and mysterious realm - demigod.
Her silver hair danced wildly in the wind, and every strand of hair was flowing with ice-blue brilliance.
Under her feet, there is no longer broken earth, but a condensed Ice Crystal Divine Kingdom that seems to reflect the eternal starry sky.
The shape of the "Emperor Sword·Ice Ji Wushuang" condensed by Ultimate Ice in her hand has not changed, but the "Tao" and "Principle" contained in it have undergone a qualitative leap.
The sword body is no longer an ice crystal, but more like intercepting a section of the concept of "absolute zero". At the edge of the sword, the space is not cut, but directly "frozen" into a static state of nothingness.
She moved.
There was no dodge, no tricks, just a simple pass of the Emperor Sword in his hand towards the golden giant sword that ruled the world.
"Qiang--!"
This time, it was the clear sound of gold and iron clashing, but it was far beyond the scope of any ordinary collision of iron.
It was a head-on collision between two completely different "laws", the ultimate collision between "judgment" and "ice and snow".
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
The golden and icy blue lights eroded and annihilated each other crazily at the intersection.
The golden holy light of judgment attempts to completely purify and evaporate the ice blue sword intention, but the ice blue sword intention is like the most stubborn eternal ice, forcibly freezing and solidifying all approaching energy, rules, and even "movement" itself.
"Click... click..."
A subtle yet heart-wrenching sound sounded.
It didn't come from the ice sword, but from the golden giant sword that seemed to be indestructible.
Starting from the point where the sword tip comes into contact with Emperor Sword, fine, spiderweb-like ice cracks are spreading towards the entire sword body at a slow but determined speed.
The power of judgment is Ice Seal and disintegrated by the concept of extreme cold.
For the first time, the face of Qian Daoliu and Martial Soul Avatar showed unbelievable horror.
He could feel that his connection with the ninth Soul Skill was being forcibly cut off and frozen by a higher power.
"Impossible, the power of heaven and earth... can actually bless this?!"
He roared in his heart and frantically used his remaining strength to try to reverse the decline.
However, Snow Empress didn't give him any chance.
At the same moment when Bingji Wushuang resisted Final Judgment and gradually froze and shattered it, her figure blurred for a moment.
The next moment, she seemed to have broken through the limitations of space and time, and appeared out of thin air in front of Qian Daoliu's huge Six-Winged Angel true form.
At this time, Snow Empress's height has not changed, but in Qian Daoliu's perception, she seems to be standing upright, as vast and boundless as the entire Far North.
She slowly raised her slender jade hand. No light leaked out from the palm of her hand. All the cold energy and will were compressed to the extreme and condensed in the white palm.
The surrounding light began to distort and dim, as if even the light was swallowed up and frozen by the palm.
The sky darkened again, not because of the dark clouds, but because the temperature in that airspace had dropped to a terrifying level that would affect the propagation of light.
"Emperor's Palm--"
Snow Empress's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion, like an eternal cold wind.
"--Great Cold Without Snow."
Clap it with one palm.
Silent and breathless.
But when this palm print is on the dazzling chest of Six-Winged Angel's real body--
"Buzz!!!"
An indescribable, circular absolute zero shock wave spread out instantly with the palm print as the center.
Wherever it passes, the space is completely frozen, presenting a strange, black solid state like ink crystal.
The shock wave swept across the ground below, and the permafrost and glaciers that were originally turbulent and fragmented due to the earthquake were instantly smoothed out, turning into an absolute ice sheet as smooth as a mirror, harder than fine steel, and thousands of meters deep.
The true body of Six-Winged Angel, which bore the brunt of the attack, was composed of the purest light and divine energy. From the moment it was hit, it instantly lost all color and light, turning into a dead gray.
"Crack!!!!!!!!!"
There was an earth-shaking loud noise, as if the entire skeleton of the Far North continent was wailing.
Qian Daoliu's Martial Soul Avatar, that huge body symbolizing the glory and power of angels, was like an ice sculpture thrown into a steel-making furnace. Countless gray-white cracks erupted from the inside, and then exploded.
It's not an energy explosion, but a complete "freezing and shattering".
The huge golden fragments quickly turned into powder as they collapsed and disappeared.
Martial Soul Avatar shattered, and Qian Daoliu's body fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken, and its whole body was covered with an ominous layer of dead gray frost.
"Pfft--"
He hit the newly formed ice sheet hard, creating a deep crater.
He struggled to stand up, but his body made a heart-wrenching "creaking" sound.
He lowered his head and looked at his body, his eyes filled with pain and a hint of... mockery.
I saw that his originally gentle and handsome appearance, like that of a middle-aged gentleman, was rapidly peeling off and dissipating like a faded mural.
The skin became shriveled and gray, revealing dark red muscle fibers underneath that seemed to have been forcibly sewn together. In some places, dense white bones were even directly exposed.
Those eyes that once contained wisdom and majesty were now only scarlet.
The corners of his mouth grinned, revealing sharp, inhuman fangs.
Nirvana Corpse's ferocious body, after exhausting its power and suffering heavy injuries, could no longer maintain that layer of hypocrisy. It was completely exposed between the world of Far North and exposed to the cold gaze of Snow Empress.
He was lying in the ice pit, his breath was extremely weak. Martial Soul Avatar was forcibly broken into pieces, and the backlash caused almost destroyed all his vitality.
For ordinary creatures, this is a fatal situation.