Wonderful Little Illusory Realm

The rampaging ice-element Soul Power crashed wildly through Ice Empress's body, flushing her delicate little face bright red.

At that moment, she could not even revert to her Ice Jade Scorpion true form. Every bit of her focus was devoted to refining the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow within her body.

Ice Empress regretted it so deeply her guts turned green, silently berating herself.

If she had known from the start that this thing would expand once it went inside, she would have licked it slowly and eaten it bit by bit instead of swallowing it in one gulp.

Moreover, as she absorbed and refined it, Ice Empress increasingly sensed that something was wrong.

She could feel that the roughly ten thousand years remaining before her Heavenly Tribulation were being drastically shortened, leaving her increasingly panicked.

When she had broken through to three hundred thousand years last time, her origin had already been damaged. Unless she had ample heavenly treasures piled up for her, along with a long period of healing and consolidation, she might not have been unable to survive her next Heavenly Tribulation.

Now, she had resources—and plenty of them. They had filled Ice Empress to the brim.

Yet the time left for her to prepare for the Heavenly Tribulation was completely gone.

Just as Ice Empress was fully immersed in the critical task of refining the Profound Ice Marrow, a slender figure slowly emerged from the surrounding shadows. It was Chen Ling.

The amount of Profound Ice Marrow he had given Ice Empress should have been just enough for her to absorb and reach the threshold of four hundred thousand years. This would also lay the groundwork for persuading her later; after all, Ice Empress was nowhere near as desperate at this point as she would be ten thousand