Demon Emperor Daochen felt utterly helpless. It seemed they had yet to experience the ultimate cold.
Still, the sword's soul remained, which at least proved that the so-called ultimate cold was not impossible to escape.
Just then, another statue was toppled, and Qingchan eagerly took hold of another longsword.
It likewise shrank to a size suited to Qingchan's body. "Hey, this sword is mine now! Father, it even has an artifact spirit! Wind and Snow-what an elegant name."
"This sword is called the Wind and Snow Sword."
Demon Emperor Daochen nodded. "Ask whether it can give us any useful information. How do we defeat those strange monsters?"
He had asked Godslayer the same question, but Godslayer had not answered. Unable to touch or even see those monsters, they had no way to kill them. They had always been the ones being hunted.
As for how those monsters had descended upon this world, although it had followed many generations of masters, those people had been equally bewildered and speechless, unable to answer the Demon Emperor's questions.
Qingchan chatted excitedly with the sword in his hand. Although he also had a natal weapon, likewise a greatsword, it had no artifact spirit and was nowhere near as interesting as the Wind and Snow Sword.
Suddenly, Qingchan's expression grew grave. "If we want to find out how these monsters descended upon this world, we'll have to go to the Milai Race's Sacred Land. There might be clues there."
"But to reach the Sacred Land, we must cross Ice and Snow Mountain. It's a terrifying place, far beyond anything anyone could imagine."
"The Wind and Snow Sword says Ice and Snow Mountain is steeped in ultimate cold all year round. Without a way to resist that cold, we probably won't be able to cross it."