Three days later.
The towering iceberg had already been devoured by one-tenth by the Black Hole Sealing Space, resembling a prehistoric monster baring its savage jaws.
Yue Yang carved a ten-thousand-meter-long ice-crystal tunnel through the enormous ice wall, stretching toward the heart of the iceberg. The black hole space remained as terrifying as ever, as though it could never be filled. Yet when Yue Yang entered it, he discovered earthshaking changes within. Ten-thousand-year mystic ice, still melting away, floated everywhere... Without the Fesouli Empress's will, this ten-thousand-year mystic ice would likely vanish completely in less than a minute. But under the Fesouli Empress's will, even a tiny piece no bigger than a finger required several minutes, or even dozens of minutes, to melt away completely—let alone those hundred-meter ice peaks.
Turning the black hole space into her world of ice and snow had been the wish behind the Fesouli Empress's earlier vow.
With Yue Yang assisting from outside, she had ample time and energy to receive the ten-thousand-year mystic ice that had been swallowed in but had yet to melt, transforming ice freed from the control of ancient runes into frigid energy commanded by her own will.
The more energy from the Fesouli Empress's will the Black Hole Sealing Space devoured, the more it could be assimilated by her.
Previously, the Fesouli Empress's energy had been completely devoured by it.
Now, with the ten-thousand-year mystic ice Yue Yang continuously guided in from outside replenishing her, the Fesouli Empress gradually found the resolve to challenge the sealing power within the black hole space.
"A martial spirit whose divine consciousness has dispersed?" After hearing Yue Yang's description, the Fesouli Empress also found it strange. "Apart from the Ruins of the Gods, I've never heard of any other place where gods were buried!