"Seven Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings-is that what gives you such confidence, Ice Empress?"
A cold sneer curled the Titan Snow Demon King's lips.
Although that configuration was terrifying, Soul Power Level was what determined true strength!
Had his opponent been a Titled Douluo, he would have felt some fear.
But his opponent was a Soul Saint, so he wasn't intimidated at all.
At his words, the Ice Empress's gaze turned icy, and she gave a contemptuous snort.
"Don't underestimate him, or you'll regret it!"
With that, cold surged around her, ice crystals spilling outward as though her will had frozen the entire space.
Then she resumed her attack.
At the sight, the Titan Snow Demon King laughed instead of growing angry, his earth-shaking laughter echoing across the snow-covered battlefield.
"Regret it?"
"Can he defeat me? Or can he restore you to your peak?"
With that, the Titan Snow Demon King threw back his head and unleashed a deafening roar, his voice laden with boundless majesty.
"Blood Demon Sky Fury!"
The Titan Snow Demon King sprang into motion, his fist wrapped in a blood-red storm as it thundered toward the Ice Empress like raging waves on a furious sea.
In an instant, the skies changed color, and lightning wove itself into a net.
A pitch-black fist silhouette tore through the sky like a judgment from the abyss, descending with the power to destroy heaven and earth.
The Ice Empress narrowed her beautiful eyes, her gaze piercing the clouds to meet the descending fist of destruction.
A faint, cold smile curled her lips, as though everything already rested within her grasp.
"Ice Emperor's Wrath!"
With that, she gently raised her hand. Clear blue light flowed around her fingertips-the essence of Ultimate Ice, condensed from the purest cold between heaven and earth.