The northern landscape—snow drifting for ten thousand miles.
That line of poetry complemented the Snow Empress's domain perfectly. White snow swirled, storms raged, and the air temperature plummeted so sharply that hailstones formed directly in midair and came crashing down.
Emperor's Cold Heaven! Snow Dance Radiant Sun!
The power of a domain was terrifying indeed!
Yang Ming and the Snow Empress vanished into the world of ice and snow. At first, Wang Qiu'er and Zi JI could still use their spiritual power to locate them, but as the blizzard grew ever more violent, it seemed to shut out all external spiritual probing. The two women were left as though their eyes had been gouged out, unable to sense anything at all. They could only hear the fierce sounds of battle continuously ringing out from within.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Zi JI's temple as she thought:
As expected of the Snow Empress, who is said to rival Di Tian. With the Far North's environment bolstering her, she's so powerful that even if I fought her myself, I'd probably lose in no time.
A colossal domain spanning over ten thousand miles, with temperatures as low as minus eight hundred degrees Celsius, could annihilate a human army of more than a hundred thousand in an instant!
As the one facing her, Yang Ming felt the Snow Empress's terrifying power even more keenly.
For an Ordinary Titled Douluo, the soul power consumed by unleashing such an enormous domain would have been an unimaginable astronomical sum. Yet here in the Far North, the Snow Empress could effortlessly replenish all that soul power in a single breath.
Within Ice God Valley, every wisp of mist and trace of moisture had become part of the Snow Empress's power, serving as her vanguard. Continually strengthened