Perfect World: Bones of an Emperor
Chapter 335

Three Thousand Great Daos, Three Thousand in Every Dao

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Frost covered their bodies!

The Kings had not taken it too seriously at first. They had merely felt a little cold, the way ordinary people did in winter. Yet the instant they revealed their essence and manifested their Immortal King imprints, everything changed.

What sort of cold was this?

It pierced their bones. Ice from ages past condensed around them, and the heart-wrenching pain truly sank deep into their souls. Even their Divine Thoughts were stimulated into tangible forms, surging and heaving violently here to resist that eternal sealing.

How long had it been since they had felt anything like this!

After all, they had long since become Kings. Neither the cold cosmos, nor lands of extreme frost, nor even the blizzards that swept through the Boundary Sea could cause them any discomfort.

Yet now, they once again experienced the cold and warmth of mortal beings, like ordinary creatures who had inadvertently entered a land of extreme cold and narrowly escaped freezing unconscious.

"The stronger we are, the more keenly we feel the Underworld's cold?"

The Kings understood something in an instant. Shi had said earlier that, born as Yang Spirits, they would clash with the laws and order here. This was probably one manifestation of that.

Before they could ponder it carefully and comprehend this change, however, roaring flames rose in the next instant, appearing inside and outside their bodies, from their law-based secret realms and patterns.

In a single breath, all the Kings turned deathly pale. Their entire bodies burned. That searing pain was truly unbearable, like a form of torture, hurting so badly that they nearly rolled around on the ground.

"Kings still count as creatures of a realm. Although your essence has transcended it, that does not mean one good trick will carry you everywhere beneath

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