Fang Yun sighed softly, looked around at heaven and earth, and said, "A remnant soul is still a remnant soul. You cannot remain awake forever. To conserve your strength, you spend most of your time asleep, waking once every few hundred years. The so-called Ancient Land Genesis Destruction is nothing but a harvest of lives to sustain your remnant soul and the Snow Maiden's. You kill ninety percent of the Ancient Land's living beings and absorb their lives to maintain the Soul-Suppressing Corridor."
"Correct," the Ice Emperor admitted without the slightest hesitation.
The various races present were both shocked and furious. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined this would be the truth behind Ancient Land Genesis Destruction.
"The so-called Ten Cold Imperial Crowns are, in essence, vessels for your Divine Sense. With your Divine Sense attached to them, it records everything that happens whenever a Frost Lord wears one. Each time Ancient Land Genesis Destruction approaches, you awaken and retrieve the memories your Divine Sense has accumulated over the years. However, your strength is limited, and you fear discovery by the Saints of the other races, so at most you influence the Frost Lords rather than control them. But... when you awoke this time and learned that I possessed a Mist Butterfly, you first secretly influenced the Yan Family's Ninth Frost Lord, making him do everything possible to invite me to the Ten Cold Ancient Land to help. Then, when he met me, he couldn't resist trying to see the Mist Butterfly-or rather... seize it by force. Only I refused him."
The Ice Emperor nodded.
The members of the Yan Family froze, and then shame and anger appeared on many of their faces. They had never imagined that a traitor had emerged from their family.
But the Ninth