God-level Taixu Profound Ice? Unimaginable ice! Willing to sacrifice everything for the Young Master.

Deep inside the ice sheet, the tribulation clouds gathered.

Black-gold lightning rolled and tore through the clouds, its pressure cracking and rumbling across the entire frozen plain.

A hundred-meter-tall, snow-white figure sprinted madly along the ice surface.

It was none other than one of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North,

Titan Snow Demon King Atai.

He had just finished secluded cultivation and was about to breed with members of his clan, but he had been jolted awake by this pressure strong enough to shatter souls.

Seeing that tall, graceful figure in the center of the ice plain from afar, and then looking at the churning tribulation clouds overhead, Atai's pupils constricted violently.

Lady Snow Emperor... is undergoing the seventy-wiped-year thunder tribulation?!

Wasn't she always unsure of success?

"Hey, big lug."

The Ice Emperor's voice came from not far away.

Atai turned his head abruptly and saw three figures standing on an ice rock at the edge of the ice sheet:

the Ice Emperor, the human-sized Ice Bear King Xiaobai, and a golden-haired boy of six or seven years old.

Atai hurriedly shrunk his form, similarly transforming into human size and rushing over in a few strides:

"Ice Emperor, why is Lady Snow Emperor suddenly undergoing the seventy-thousand-year thunder tribulation?"

"Just watch." The Ice Emperor rolled her eyes. "Xuer's daring to draw the tribulation means she naturally has certainty."

Atai's gaze fell upon the little boy.

With golden hair and red eyes, he stood amidst the ice and snow without showing any sign of the cold, a faint warmth circulating around his body.

"...Is this the human cub adopted by Lady Snow Emperor?"

"Mm." The Ice Emperor tilted her head. "Xiaoyang, this is Titan Snow Demon King Atai. You can just call him Uncle Atai."

Beiming Lieyang nodded politely. "Uncle Atai."

Atai opened his mouth, not yet having time to respond, when the tribulation clouds overhead suddenly churned.

Rumble!

The firmament darkened, black and gold lightning tearing and devouring each other within the clouds, every collision bursting forth with a muffled sound that made the entire ice sheet tremble.

Everyone present watched anxiously.

Thunder tribulations above fifty thousand years were already taboo, and a seventy-thousand-year thunder tribulation was an existence even heaven and earth could not tolerate.

The pressure descended from the skies, pressing heavily upon the bones of every living creature.

"Xuer..." The Ice Emperor's tone was heavy.

Beiming Lieyang looked up at the tribulation clouds.

He knew that soul beast heavenly tribulations escalated by a tier every ten thousand years, and a seventy-thousand-year thunder tribulation

was already a natural chasm set up by the laws of heaven and earth to completely cut off the path of soul beasts becoming gods.

Soul beasts could not become gods.

This root cause came from the Dragon God, but the mistakes committed by the Dragon God back then had to be borne by all soul beasts from generation to generation.

The Snow Emperor stood in the center of the ice sheet, her long hair fluttering, her blue eyes reflecting the black-gold tribulation clouds.

She raised her hand, and several head-sized pieces of Void Mysterious Ice merged into her body.

Boom!

Her aura surged threefold!

Within a radius of several thousand meters centered on her, snow flew backward, and white ripples spread in all directions.

"What?!" Atai gasped. "Lady Snow Emperor's aura... why has it surged so much?!"

"Void Mysterious Ice." The Ice Emperor stared fixedly ahead. "Xiaoyang's Martial Soul, a three-fold amplification of all attributes."

Atai abruptly turned his head to look at the six-or-seven-year-old human boy, his eyes filled with shock:

"Three-fold?! A three-fold amplification of all attributes?!"

What kind of monster had Lady Snow Emperor picked up and brought back?

He still wanted to question further, but the tribulation clouds overhead had already split open.

The first black-gold thunder tribulation descended!

The lightning wrapped in a destructive will pierced straight down.

All of Atai's questions were blocked back into his throat, his scalp tingling.

Yet the next second, his pupils constricted violently as the Snow Emperor did not dodge, raising her head to meet it head-on with her physical body!

"Lady Snow Emperor?!" Atai blurted out. "The Ice-Extreme Snow Girl's physical body is not her strong suit, why..."

The thunder light exploded violently, ice shards and electric arcs scattering in all directions.

The Snow Emperor's figure paused slightly, then straightened up. The shattered ice crystals recondensed, the chill becoming even more biting instead.

She withstood it.

The Ice Emperor stared dead at that figure. "Xuer wants to use the first few thunder tribulations to temper her physique. With the three-fold amplification of the Void Mysterious Ice as a baseline, and her origin already strengthened by the Ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Marrow, it's just the right time."

Atai hung his mouth open, unable to utter a single word.

In the past, which soul beast wasn't terrified and trembling when undergoing tribulation? Yet the Snow Emperor was undergoing it with such poise.

And all this confidence actually came from the Martial Soul of the child beside her.

The second, the third, the fourth...

Black-gold thunder tribulations crashed down one after another, the Snow Emperor's figure submerged time and again only to emerge once more.

She allowed the tribulation lightning to scour her meridians and bones, stimulating the Ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Marrow and comprehending the laws of ice.

After each lightning strike, her aura solidified by a fraction, her comprehension of the laws of ice deepened, and the temperature of the Ultimate Ice continuously approached absolute zero.

The entire ice sheet was left with only thunder and the sound of the wind.

Six hours later, the tribulation clouds dissipated.

Sky light poured down from the split clouds.

The Snow Emperor's cultivation leaped from seventy thousand years to seventy-five thousand years.

The Ice Emperor let out a long breath, her tense shoulders relaxing.

Atai's throat felt dry, unable to speak a single word.

The Snow Emperor transformed into a stream of light and landed before everyone. The Ice Emperor pulled her into a tight embrace. "Xuer!"

The Snow Emperor patted her back, then looked toward Beiming Lieyang, raising a hand to press it atop his head. "Xiaoyang, your Mysterious Ice is wonderful."

Beiming Lieyang looked up and smiled. "Snow Mom successfully passed the tribulation, and the strength of the Far North has greatly increased."

Looking at the unprecedented, tender smile on the Snow Emperor's face, Atai felt an indescribable shock churn within his heart.

The value of this child was heavier than all the treasures in the entire Far North combined.

At that moment.

A storage soul tool was tossed toward him.

Atai caught it instinctively.

The Snow Emperor nodded slightly, signaling him to open it.

As his soul power probed inside, Atai's entire body trembled violently.

Side by side inside lay two roots of Ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Marrow, alongside several ice-blue crystals that caused his bloodline to faintly agitate.

"Ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Marrow?! Two roots?!" Atai looked up, his pupils filled with disbelief.

"For you." The Snow Emperor's tone was calm. "Go back and absorb them properly."

Atai was flattered. "Lady Snow Emperor... I have established not a single merit, and cannot accept rewards without contribution..."

"Who says you have no merit?" The Snow Emperor glanced at him indifferently. "From now on, Xiaoyang is the Young Master of the Far North, and you and Xiaobai will be his left and right arms. The Far North wants to nurture a god, and the road ahead is difficult. You and I must grow strong first."

"Nurture a god?!"

Atai's breathing turned heavy and incredulous.

Xiaobai was also unable to conceal his shock.

"Xiaoyang's Martial Soul, the Void Mysterious Ice, along with his cultivation growth, is equivalent to us possessing a steady stream of top-tier resources," the Ice Emperor chimed in. "The kind that gives a three-fold amplification to all attributes, at that."

Atai's gaze toward Beiming Lieyang instantly grew scorching.

Crack.

Xiaobai fished a piece of Void Mysterious Ice out of his own soul tool, split it in half,

jammed half into Atai's mouth while biting into the other half himself, and then froze.

He looked at the Void Mysterious Ice in disbelief, then swallowed it whole as if bolting down food.

The aura on his body surged crazily.

Atai dazedly looked at Xiaobai, lowered his head, and took a bite as well.

The chill exploded on the tip of his tongue, pouring down his throat into his limbs and bones.

Atai's entire body trembled, his eyeballs turning red in an instant. He took a second bite, then a third bite continuously, like a beast starved for hundreds of thousands of years.

Why?! Why is this so delicious?!

He had never eaten such delicious ice!

The feeling of a three-fold surge in all attributes swept through his entire body.

So strong!

"How is it?" The Ice Emperor picked up a piece of Mysterious Ice, tossed it into her mouth, and chewed contentedly. "Chew chew... The taste of the Void Mysterious Ice is far above the Ten-thousand-year Mysterious Ice Marrow. Chew chew... Xiaoyang only has two soul rings right now, and it already has five times the purity... Chew chew... By the time he reaches the god level, you wouldn't even be able to imagine that sensation."

"God-level... Void Mysterious Ice?"

Atai shivered all over; just imagining it made his soul tremble.

"I am willing to smash bodies and scatter brains for the Young Master!"

"I am willing to smash bodies and scatter brains for little bro!"

Atai and Xiaobai bowed simultaneously, their roars shaking the accumulated snow until it fluttered down.

The Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor exchanged glances.

Why do we always feel something is a bit off?

"Young Master, you are still lacking a third soul ring. I wonder if you might still take a fancy to my Titan Snow Demon clan?" Atai raised his head, his gaze scorching.

Ice Emperor: "???"

Well now, Atai, you muscle-bound, simple-minded fellow, when did you become so quick-witted?

"You're even willing to sacrifice your own clansmen?" The Ice Emperor's expression was peculiar.

"To make sacrifices for the Young Master, to make sacrifices for the future god—that is an honor."

The Ice Emperor crossed her arms and glanced sideways at Atai.

Something's wrong. Did he get smart just from eating a piece of ice?

Then why didn't she change?

She hurriedly shook her head.

She, the Ice Emperor, was the one with astonishing wisdom; the God-Creation Plan was something she had dreamed up anyway.

"Xiaoyang, your first two soul rings are both ten-thousand-year ones. If you want to find one, you can only look for a ten-thousand-year one as well."

"???" Atai froze.

Didn't human soul masters' soul ring configurations traditionally go yellow, yellow, purple, purple?

A ten-thousand-year one for the second soul ring?

Could his physical body withstand it? How were the soul beast grievances accounted for?

Beiming Lieyang seemed to sense his thoughts, and two black soul rings emerged on his body, floating slowly around him.

"!!" Atai's pupils constricted violently.

They really were two ten-thousand-year soul rings.

"Although those two soul rings were both offerings from clansmen of Ice'er's clan whose origins were damaged and whose lifespans were nearly exhausted, Xiaoyang's physical body and spiritual power have indeed reached the level required to absorb ten-thousand-year soul rings."

The Snow Emperor glanced at him and spoke indifferently.

If not for the fact that the sun in Xiaoyang's dream had said that raising his spiritual power and physical body could increase the age limit of absorbed soul rings,

she probably would have been astonished as well.

Hearing the word "sacrifice," Atai recovered slightly, but hearing the last sentence left him dumbfounded.

This was simply too terrifying.

"Young Master!" Atai reacted. "There is a clansman in my clan who has similarly suffered origin damage and whose lifespan is nearly exhausted.

With over fifty thousand years of cultivation, he was injured back then when pursuing an Ice Nightmare Crystal Tapir. Offering himself to the Young Master will definitely yield a very good soul skill."

Ice Nightmare Crystal Tapir.

A mental-type soul beast of the Far North, besieged by all because of its cruel hunting methods.

Many years ago, a small clan consisting of two sixty-thousand-year beasts and three forty-thousand-year beasts—that was when Atai's clansman had sustained his injuries during the pursuit.

As for a "very good soul skill"...

The Titan Snow Demon clan carried a sliver of the bloodlines of the ancient Ice God and Titans. The soul rings they produced could bring even greater growth to the Young Master.

A burning light blazed within Atai's eyes as he awaited Beiming Lieyang's reply.