Three Conditions for Giving the Snow Women a Way to Live

"Ruined!" Anfuni said helplessly. "With elemental forces colliding at this level, the Derivative Space should be completely wrecked. That Title Realm failed to hold back."

Li Ziran did not reply. He merely watched the distant battlefield in silence. Flames had begun to rule everything, while the Snow Women could only rely on their few remaining snowflakes to endure. Unfortunately, they were already spent arrows at the end of their flight.

The battle was over. Li Ziran rose and began leaping across the Ice Plains at high speed. In less than half a quarter-hour, he had reached Snow Woman Lake.

The lake, once covered in ice, had been entirely replaced by molten slurry. Of the camp where the Snow Women had multiplied, only countless corpses remained. Upon the towering altar, a few elderly Snow Women still resisted stubbornly, arms raised high as though trying to summon a fiercer blizzard. Unfortunately, the altar where they sheltered had already melted red-hot, heat crawling upward along its stones.

Their days were numbered.

Yet Li Ziran paid more attention to the frozen lake. Beneath the molten slurry lay layer upon layer of cracks, through which waves of cold seeped out. The chill intertwined with the fiery currents, forming a membrane. Beneath that membrane seemed to lie a world of ice, completely frozen in motion.

A Derivative Space.

A special space entirely independent of the Tide Element.

But as the cracks appeared, this Derivative Space had been completely exposed and was being swallowed by countless omnipresent elemental forces.

Li Ziran could sense that this space would shatter and collapse just like the swamp he had once seen.

Anfuni's assessment had been correct. That Title Realm had failed to hold back.

Li Ziran, transformed into a Corpse Witch, slipped down from the giant's fingertip. With a light