Corpse Slave

"Grandpa, aren't we going to help Elder Lu? It looks like the Ice Empress is about to beat him to death."

"We can't help him. Even if I joined forces with him, we could only flee. But Meng, don't you feel that something is off?"

"Huh? The ground seems to be shaking. Is there an earthquake?"

"No. Just watch."

No sooner had Jing Hongchen finished speaking than a mountain-like ice bear, over fifteen meters tall, roared and charged forward.

Each time its immensely fat body landed, it left deep marks across the icy plain.

The Ice Bear King Xiaobai, with 290,000 years of cultivation!

Jing Hongchen's expression changed drastically.

"I thought only the Titan Snow Demon King, one of the Far North Three Heavenly Kings, could cause such a tremendous disturbance. I never expected it to be an undiscovered soul beast. It must have at least 200,000 years of cultivation."

Fortunately, he had always been cautious and had not rashly intervened just because his colleague was about to be beaten to death by the Ice Empress. The Ice Bear King alone was more than enough to give him a terrible headache.

Lu Heshi had already been struggling merely to fend off the Ice Empress with his Soul Tools. Once Xiaobai arrived, the situation became even more one-sided.

Making his final struggle, Lu Heshi, a Soul Engineer, released his martial soul at the critical moment between life and death.

A sharp scalpel appeared in his hand. With an angry roar, he slashed it fiercely through the air.

A startling golden blade light erupted, tearing through the wind and snow as it shot toward the Ice Empress.

"Don't even think of escaping! Taste this emperor's Ice Empress's Fury!"

Brilliant jade light burst from the Ice Empress's chest, and a thick beam