"Release her." Snow Empress said only three words.
"No!" Sky Dream Ice Silkworm puffed out his chest, trying hard to look imposing. "Unless you agree to my conditions!"
Snow Empress's gaze turned cold.
In an instant, heaven and earth changed color.
Centered on Snow Empress, every snowflake within a thousand meters froze in midair.
The air began to solidify; even Soul Power stopped circulating.
This chill was countless times stronger than Ice Empress's Extreme Cold Domain.
Nezha's expression shifted slightly.
Strong.
Very strong.
The Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique within him began circulating on its own. Crimson-gold light flowed across his body, blocking the all-pervasive chill outside.
"Are you going to make a move?"
Nezha tightened his grip on the Fire-Tipped Spear.
Snow Empress's gaze moved away from Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and landed on Nezha.
She seemed somewhat surprised.
A human could actually remain so composed beneath the shroud of her cold aura.
"You are Tian Meng's master." Snow Empress's voice held no fluctuation, as though she were merely stating a fact.
"Not exactly his master." Nezha stood with his spear in hand, his tone relaxed. "At best, we're partners."
"Release her." Snow Empress glanced at Ice Empress. "I can let you leave the Far North alive."
Nezha smiled. "What if I say no?"
Snow Empress did not waste any more words.
"Then all of you can stay here."
The moment her words fell, she moved.
Without warning or buildup, her figure drifted forward like a snowflake, appearing before Nezha with casual ease.
A slender jade hand struck out, carrying extreme cold capable of freezing the soul as it pressed toward Nezha's chest.
Nezha had long been on guard against her. The Fire-Tipped Spear swept across to block.
Buzz—!
Her palm struck the spear shaft. There was no earth-shattering boom, only