When they first arrived in the Far North, Huo Yuhao and Qiu'er had still felt a little excited.
For Huo Yuhao, this was a return to familiar ground, while Qiu'er was simply curious because she had never visited the Far North before.
But as they ventured deeper into the Far North, that excitement had long since faded from their hearts. The farther they went into its depths, the more keenly they felt its desolation.
This was not the desolation of the Far North's ice fields, but the desolation of its sparse Soul Beasts-that sense of a lack of vitality.
Perhaps Huo Yuhao should have known long ago. Without Snow Empress and Ice Empress, how could the Far North have remained unaffected through ten thousand years of continual development in human Soul Tools, with only A-Tai, who had stayed behind back then, to rely on?
At that moment, Huo Yuhao looked south. Although a boundless white snowfield still lay before him, his Spiritual Power could sense that the Far North's original boundary had long since retreated a considerable distance.
Then Huo Yuhao began extending his reach across the Far North, using only Spiritual Power to probe lightly, but he could sense roughly how many Soul Beasts were within it.
Among them, Huo Yuhao sensed no powerful Soul Beasts. There was not even a single hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, and even ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts were few and far between.
Huo Yuhao felt somewhat disappointed by this. When she had come to the Far North, she had entertained the hope that A-Tai, the Titan Snow Demon King whom Snow Empress had arranged to leave behind to protect the Far North ten thousand years ago, might have survived until now.
Even if, because of what had happened twenty thousand years ago, A-Tai had long since