The snowfield stretched endlessly, white tinged with blue, dark and profound.
The entire Far North seemed to have fallen into desolate hues. A river of blood spanned the peak of the heavens, as though it had torn the whole world apart.
The thunderclouds had been cleaved apart, the rain frozen, and the wind skimmed across the snow, stirring up a flurry before returning to deathly silence.
The silver moon hung coldly in the sky like a shard of ice. Its light brought no warmth, only deeper chill.
There were no footprints or birds between heaven and earth. Only the occasional sound of ice cracking from deep underground broke the silence with a dull boom, followed by even greater emptiness.
Ice Empress stared blankly!
Could this power truly be something the mortal realm could reach?
She slowly turned her head and stared dazedly at Dugu Chen, as though something had appeared deep within her eyes.
Dugu Chen descended from the sky with Ice Empress. He released his hand, waved it in front of her face, and teased:
"What, are you dumbstruck?"
"Don't worship me. I'm only a legend!"
"To hell with you! You scared me to death..."
Ice Empress gradually came back to her senses, her cheeks flushed red. She kicked Dugu Chen from behind and snapped at him with feigned anger.
Dugu Chen rubbed his backside and spread his hands innocently.
"I told you already. With me here, you could undergo the tribulation without worry. I'd definitely be able to block the lightning tribulation for you."
"Who knew you were this powerful now? That thing you used just now was a divine artifact, wasn't it?"
Recalling that enormous blood-red sword from before, Ice Empress could not help asking Dugu Chen.
Dugu Chen did not deny it and nodded directly.
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