As the last wisp of ice-cold sword intent fully merged into his marrow, Tang Wulin slowly opened his eyes. His once ink-black eyes now shimmered faintly with an icy-blue sheen, as though they held the entire World of Ice and Snow of the Far North. He tightened his grip on the Ice-Cold Sword. Its blade let out a clear, ringing hum, then turned into a streak of light and silently slipped into his palm.
"Little one, now that you have fully integrated my divine power and Super Divine Artifact, it is time for me to fulfill my final promise." The Ice God's exquisitely beautiful phantom slowly drifted down before Tang Wulin, her voice carrying a measure of relief and tenderness. "My physical body vanished into the long river of time long ago. If this remnant soul stays here, it will eventually perish completely. Since you have inherited my mantle, I will make my home in your Sea of Consciousness. Like the Goddess of Life, I will become a part of the depths of your soul."
Tang Wulin nodded firmly, obediently closed his eyes, and opened his Sea of Consciousness.
The next second, the Ice God's figure transformed into a beam of pure icy-blue light and plunged into the space between Tang Wulin's brows.
Tang Wulin's consciousness was instantly drawn into that familiar Sea of Consciousness. It had originally been a golden ocean, filled with the Golden Dragon King's incomparably domineering bloodline power. At its center, a gentle emerald halo had always hovered—the dwelling place of the Goddess of Life's remnant soul, radiating endless vitality and warmth.
When that icy-blue beam broke through the tranquility of the golden Sea of Consciousness and settled beside the Goddess of Life's emerald halo, ripples spread across the previously calm waters.
The icy-blue light faded,