Ice Heaven Snow Empress

Xuan Xiao slept as if the sky had gone dark and the earth had turned dim. He lay motionless in the cave like a sponge that had been completely wrung dry.

When he groggily opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was an old...

No, a devastatingly handsome guy.

Xuan Xiao stared at the man before him, his jaw nearly hitting the ground.

A golden halo glimmered around his grayish-white hair. Clad in black robes, with a handsome face and an extraordinary, unworldly bearing, he looked as though he had stepped straight out of a painting.

What old man? He was clearly a handsome young fellow who looked to be in his twenties.

Xuan Xiao rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things, then asked, "How is your recovery?"

Electrolux stood with his hands behind his back and replied calmly, "This wisp of divine consciousness has stabilized. As long as I do not fight with my full strength, it will not dissipate. Complete recovery will still take a long time."

Xuan Xiao nodded, rose to his feet, and stretched his limbs. A series of crackling pops came from his body.

"Then let's go. Time to meet the ruler of this Far North."

Electrolux said nothing and merely nodded.

He had already sensed the strength of this world. Even with only a fragment of divine consciousness, protecting himself would not be a problem.

Xuan Xiao walked to the cave entrance and threw another punch at the snow-covered opening.

With a boom, snow and shattered stones sprayed in every direction, exposing the entrance once more.

The six wings on his back beat fiercely, and he shot out, carving a white trail through the snowstorm.

He might not possess Ultimate Ice, but he could still control the airflow around him.

Thus, the bitter cold here had no real effect on him.

The icy wind howled past him, yet it could not even stir the corner of his clothes. It was all blocked outside by the airflow barrier surrounding him.

He flew toward the core region of the Far North. The deeper he went, the lower the temperature fell, the fiercer the snowstorm became, and the denser the ice element in the air grew.

Upon reaching the true core of the Far North, Xuan Xiao stopped in midair and released his aura without holding anything back.

That aura was not powerful. Judging by its sheer intensity, it was indeed unimpressive, but it was exceptionally pure.

Explosive Giant Fist was a genuine spirit, merely one from another world. After becoming a Martial Soul, it had adapted to this world's laws.

In this world, Explosive Giant Fist was classified as the purest Wind Elf between heaven and earth.

It was simply that this spirit had also evolved Ultimate Power... putting it just one level above an ordinary Golden Dragon.

As the spirit of the Far North, the Snow Empress herself was an Ice Snow Spirit born from heaven and earth.

There would undoubtedly be a resonance between those of the same kind.

At that moment, deep within the Far North, inside the Snow Empress's Palace.

The Snow Empress sat upon a chair carved from ten-thousand-year-old ice, idly playing with a crystal-clear snow lotus in her hand.

The snow lotus slowly spun between her fingertips, releasing a faint chill that made her peerlessly beautiful face appear even colder.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes held traces of sorrow and anxiety.

Her time was running out.

In three days at most, if she did not choose to take human form, she would no longer be able to suppress the seven-hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Tribulation.

When that happened, she would either survive the tribulation or be reduced to ashes within it.

Taking human form was another option.

She could abandon nearly seven hundred thousand years of cultivation, reincarnate as a human, and begin cultivating anew.

For an emperor standing at the top of the Far North's food chain, that was undoubtedly a humiliation.

But she had no other choice.

She knew her own limits. She could not withstand a seven-hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Tribulation.

Just as turmoil filled her mind, she suddenly sensed a strange aura.

That aura was weak, yet it made the blood within her body begin to boil.

It was a resonance that originated from her bloodline.

The other party was not an Ice Snow Spirit, but was still an Elemental Spirit.

Moreover, it was an extraordinarily pure Elemental Spirit, purer than any elemental lifeform she had ever encountered.

The Snow Empress abruptly stood up, and the snow lotus in her hand fell to the ground.

But she no longer had the attention to spare for it.

Without another word, she rushed madly in that direction.

Her speed was astonishing. Wherever she passed, she left a trail of white icy mist in the air.

The gale she created swept up the snow on the ground, forming a long white dragon.

Since the day she was born, she had always been alone.

Throughout the Far North, even the Ice Empress had her own clan.

The Ice Empress was the emperor of the Jade Ice Scorpion Clan. She had her own people, her own territory, and her own subjects.

But the Snow Empress had none.

She was the one and only existence in the Far North, born from heaven and earth, with no father, no mother, no clan, and no kin.

For nearly seven hundred thousand years, she had always been alone.

She had lived alone, guarded this ice plain alone, and faced the coming Heavenly Tribulation alone.

But now, she had sensed one of her own kind.

The feeling was like that of a traveler who had wandered alone through the desert for a long time, only to suddenly glimpse an oasis.

Her heart pounded violently in her chest as an emotion she had never felt before surged within her.

It was anticipation, longing, and an indescribable flutter in her heart.

She did not know what kind of being this kin of hers was. She did not know whether he was male or female, old or young.

But she did not care.

She only wanted to meet him once.

She only wanted to confirm that she was not alone in this world.

Yet when she arrived, she found two humans.

One of them was even in a soul state. Light and darkness intertwined around that soul, and a strange Soul Ring, gray all over and wrapped in golden patterns, hovered around him, radiating an intimidating pressure.

When she shifted her gaze to the young man, her eyes widened involuntarily.

The enormous phantom behind him was indeed an Elemental Spirit.

But why had it become a human's Martial Soul?

And that human looked far too much like her.

They both had long white hair. Hers was white like ice and snow, while his was white like a flowing breeze.

They both had exquisite features and the same unworldly temperament.

A thought surfaced in her heart. Could he have also chosen to cultivate anew?

Xuan Xiao looked at the Snow Empress before him, and his heartbeat skipped.

Even counting his previous life, he was only a twenty-six-year-old young man. How could he withstand such a devastating strike of beauty?

The Snow Empress wore a long white dress, its hem embroidered with delicate ice flowers. A silver belt circled her waist, outlining her slender figure.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her features were as exquisite as heaven's most perfect creation. Her clear, crystalline ice-blue eyes seemed capable of seeing through the hearts of men.

Her long white hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, drifting gently in the wind and shining with a faint luster.

She merely stood there, yet even the surrounding wind and snow seemed to soften.

Xuan Xiao swallowed and silently repeated I'm here for serious business three times before barely steadying himself.