The Core Circle of the Far North.
Ice Bear King Xiaobai, who should have been long gone,
was now racing across the snow on his four ungainly legs.
Whenever he encountered other soul beasts or obstacles along the way,
he charged straight through without a second thought.
He did not slow down in the slightest.
Two figures sat on his back.
One looked perfectly at ease; the other was shivering uncontrollably.
"Ice... Ice Empress, could we go... a little slower? I feel like I'm... freezing solid."
Chen Mo's snot had already frozen as he tremblingly offered his modest suggestion.
"You're a grown man. Can't you hold out a little longer?" The Ice Empress patted the Ice Bear King's head. "Xiaobai, go even faster!"
"Roar!"
"You... mother..."
The Ice Bear King picked up speed again.
At those words,
Chen Mo inwardly cursed up a storm!
Listen to that! Is that something a human would say?
You're the Ice Empress, one of the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North, with four hundred thousand years of cultivation.
You've lived in the Far North all year round. Of course you don't feel anything.
But I'm just a little Soul Elder!
Here in the Far North, where temperatures stay at absolute zero year-round,
I'm riding a bear at a dead sprint.
If I hadn't put on the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's shed skin beforehand, with thermal clothing underneath,
and used soul power to ward off the cold,
I'd probably have turned into an ice statue by now.
"What a nuisance." The Ice Empress waved her hand.
She formed a soul power barrier around Chen Mo.
Only then did he recover.
She then turned her gaze toward the distant Snow Peak.
Big sister, please don't let anything happen to you.
Half an hour earlier,