The Ice Empress was about to explode with anger!
She had humbled herself at every turn, calling herself a mere young woman to show Yang Ming goodwill. She had hoped they could turn their weapons into gifts of jade and silk, sit down for a proper talk, and forget the earlier invasion by the Soul Beasts of the Far North. Yet she had never expected Yang Ming to respond so coldly!
Never mind that he had failed to come out and welcome her, the host of the Far North—he was still sitting on the Titan Snow Demon King's shoulder, eating hot pot!
Just look at him! What kind of attitude was that?
The Ice Empress felt she had already been remarkably good-tempered, but now she could feel her icy heart heating up again, burning with sheer fury!
The very next moment, the Ice Empress descended the stairway paved with frost.
The dark sky turned emerald green once more, and a streak of green light drew a horizontal line across it. Almost in the space of that single emerald flash, a Soul Beast appeared opposite Yang Ming.
In the next instant, Wang Qiu'er and Zi JI felt their hair stand on end and instinctively stepped behind Yang Ming.
Although neither woman had ever seen the Ice Empress in person, they had witnessed the tremendous power the Titan Snow Demon King gained from the Far North's amplification. He had even fought Di Tian to a standstill for a time.
Admittedly, Yang Ming bore some of the blame for that. After he refined Di Tian into a Six Paths Puppet, his lack of proficiency in controlling him had inevitably diminished Di Tian's strength.
Still, no matter how one looked at it, in the harsh environment of the Far North, the Ice Empress could