The Ice Empress no longer had the strength to complain.
What human could possibly be this tough? She had merely taken human form, not transformed into a human; her formidable vitality and physical constitution as a soul beast were still intact.
Although their humanoid forms made it harder for them to unleash their full strength, soul masters of the same level still had no business comparing themselves to them.
But Ye Qing?
"No need to test any further. Even if you aren't quite my equal, you're not far off." Utterly exhausted, the Ice Empress waved a hand, tilted her head up at a forty-five-degree angle to gaze at the sky, and began contemplating her scorpion life with a face full of melancholy.
She felt there was absolutely nothing wrong with her assessment of Ye Qing. This fucking guy was as tough as a beast of burden. A Level Sixty-Three Soul Emperor, yet his physical strength was actually on par with hers, a super ferocious beast of three hundred and ninety thousand years.
Holy Ice God above, when did human soul masters become this terrifying?
But after spending a while questioning her scorpion life, the Ice Empress began to grow excited. In all her years, she had never seen a human soul master as freakish as Ye Qing. What did that mean?
It meant Ye Qing was a one-of-a-kind genius even among humans. As long as becoming a god was not some illusory lie, his talent meant he would surely become one!
"Xue'er, your eye is as good as ever. This human is very impressive," the Ice Empress said to the Snow Empress with heartfelt admiration.
The Snow Empress, however, gave an awkward yet polite smile.
Could she say that this had actually been her only choice when she had nowhere