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Now, Ye Feng's protector was the Snow Empress.

This meant that his future stance would naturally not favor the soul masters.

Since that was the case, he needed to build a force of his own.

The Snow Empress did not doubt Ye Feng's words.

Invisible spiritual power spread out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire Holy Soul Village and the surrounding back mountain.

"Found it."

A moment later, the Snow Empress narrowed her icy eyes. "Five li to the northeast, there is a faint fluctuation of Soul Power. It seems a soul master is deliberately concealing something."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. "It's most likely there."

The Snow Empress nodded slightly. Her vast Soul Power wrapped around Ye Feng, and they vanished from the spot in an instant.

When they reappeared, the two stood before a waterfall on the back mountain.

Water thundered as a white curtain cascaded down.

Through the drifting mist, they could vaguely see a depression in the rock wall behind the waterfall, half-hidden by vines.

"The Soul Power fluctuation is coming from inside."

The Snow Empress's gaze was cold. "It is very weak, but there are indeed traces of deliberate concealment."

Ye Feng swept his eyes over the surroundings and was almost certain that this was where Tang Hao had imprisoned the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Snow Empress, that Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor is most likely locked up inside."

"Mm."

The Snow Empress raised her hand and tapped lightly. A streak of icy blue light shot forth.

The instant it touched the waterfall, the surging stream rapidly froze from top to bottom.

In the blink of an eye, it formed an arched bridge of ice that spanned the water curtain and led straight to the rock wall behind it.

"Let's go."

The Snow Empress stepped onto the ice bridge, and Ye Feng hurriedly followed.

Passing through the water curtain, they found the entrance to a stone cave covered in vines and moss.

The entrance was about the height of a person. The interior was deep and dark, with a faint current of air seeping out, carrying the damp scent of soil.

Scarlet-gold flames ignited in Ye Feng's palm, illuminating the surroundings.

The stone chamber was not very spacious. At the entrance lay some dry grass and worn bedding.

Several empty wine jars were scattered across a stone platform nearby, and the air was thick with the smell of cheap ale.

There was a natural circular hole in the stone wall at the center.

Sunlight poured in from there, falling directly onto the mound of earth in the middle of the chamber.

Upon the mound, a slender blue plant gently swayed its leaves. A faint glow flowed over every leaf, as though it were breathing.

"So this is the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor?"

Ye Feng took two steps closer and examined it curiously. "It looks pretty ordinary."

But the Snow Empress narrowed her eyes slightly. Her usually cold voice carried a rare trace of shock and anger. "Its life force... has been suppressed to this extent. Only its origin remains to sustain it."

"Without deliberately sensing it, it would be almost indistinguishable from ordinary Blue Silver Grass."

It was hard to imagine that a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor, nearly immortal and indestructible, had been tormented into such a state.

Blue Silver Grass loved sunlight and moisture.

Yet this stone chamber had cut off precisely all such conditions.

If not for the faint sunlight from above and the Blue Silver Emperor's powerful vitality,

the soul beast world might have lost another Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Ye Feng crouched down and reached out to touch the Blue Silver Grass, but an invisible barrier knocked his hand away.

"There's a barrier."

The Snow Empress stepped forward and raised her jade-like hand.

A layer of icy blue radiance rippled outward. The instant it touched the invisible barrier, fine cracks appeared across its surface before it silently shattered.

Without the barrier's suppression, the entire Blue Silver Grass immediately unfurled somewhat. The glow on its leaves brightened slightly, and it leaned faintly toward Ye Feng.

Ye Feng froze. "Does it want to say something?"

"Your spiritual power is too weak. You cannot sense it."

The Snow Empress stepped forward. Icy blue light flowed across her palm as gentle spiritual power seeped into the swaying leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor like a trickling stream.

A moment later, the aura around her suddenly turned frigid, and the temperature in the stone chamber plummeted.

"So that's how it is."

A trace of cold fury flashed through the Snow Empress's azure eyes. "Humans truly are despicable!"

Ye Feng: "?"

Though he had been cursed for no reason, judging from the Snow Empress's expression, she must have learned how the Blue Silver Emperor had fallen to this state.

"Snow Empress, what does this Blue Silver Emperor think now?" Ye Feng asked tentatively.

If Ah Yin chose to keep defending Tang Hao's disgraceful actions, Ye Feng would help her preserve her dignity.

If she chose to return to the soul beasts, Ye Feng would help her recover her original strength.

Everything depended on Ah Yin's choice.

The Snow Empress nodded slightly, and spiritual power poured into it once more.

A moment later, the Snow Empress withdrew her hand from the leaves and said coldly, "It says it is willing to leave with me."

"I see."

Ye Feng felt somewhat regretful, but he was even more delighted.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor was still no small source of support, even if it was no longer at its peak.

Icy blue light rose from the Snow Empress's palm and enveloped the entire Blue Silver Emperor.

"I will use the Far North's origin frost to protect its remaining life origin and bring it back to the Far North to nurture it. It may not recover its hundred-thousand-year cultivation, but there is still hope for it to regain its intelligence and cultivate a new form."

"Snow Empress, I have a better way to help it recover faster."

"Oh?" The Snow Empress shifted her gaze toward Ye Feng. "What method do you have?"

"I know a place called the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. It is a treasured land where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers. Ice and fire intermingle there, and its vitality is immense. It is most suitable for nurturing plant-type soul beasts. Its recovery there will definitely be ten times faster than on the Far North snowfields!"

The Snow Empress looked deeply at Ye Feng, her voice calm. "If it is as you say, then we can go."

"Good, but before that, I need to take something."

Ye Feng walked to an inconspicuous groove in the stone wall and pressed it with his hand.

A long black wooden box slowly popped out.

Ye Feng picked up the wooden box, took a deep breath, and opened it.

Inside lay a bone in silence.

It was completely lustrous white, like jade yet not jade.

Faint golden patterns flowed across its surface. Though no powerful Soul Power leaked from it, it faintly radiated a vast and majestic aura.

"As expected, the 100,000-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up as he reached out and took it.

It felt warm and smooth to the touch, faintly hot as if alive.

The Snow Empress watched the soul bone, a trace of surprise flashing through her icy eyes.

"This bone is of extremely high quality. It contains the traits of life and flexibility, but it is not compatible with your martial soul. Are you sure you want to absorb it?"

Ye Feng shook his head and handed the soul bone to the Snow Empress.

"Returning it to its rightful owner."

The Snow Empress was stunned, her eyes reflecting the earnest expression on the young man's face.

She knew very well what a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone meant to a soul master.

Yet Ye Feng showed not the slightest reluctance to part with it.

It seemed she had not misjudged him.

Soul Hunting Forest.

At the edge of a gloomy swamp shrouded in miasma.

Tang San sat cross-legged, his face pale and his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

A dark yellow Soul Ring was slowly entering his body.

"Little San, steady your mind!"

Beside him, a middle-aged man with a crew cut and a rigid expression shouted in a deep voice.

It was Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.

He stared intently at Tang San, gripping a handful of realgar powder. His eyes were filled with both worry and anticipation.

This was the first time his theory was being put into practice.

If it succeeded, Yu Xiaogang's name would no longer be nothing but a "joke."

If it failed...

It would not fail!