"Great Heavenly Thunder Sound!"
At Huo Yuhao's shout, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's once brilliant golden Spiritual Origin instantly dimmed.
From that moment on, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, a million-year Soul Beast, could no longer use any skills.
But the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm did not feel he had lost anything.
He stared blankly at Huo Yuhao, murmuring to himself, "Spiritual power... can be used like this?"
Huo Yuhao's hair whipped about as he drove the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's spiritual power to its fullest, blood slowly seeping from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
"Want me dead? It won't be that easy!"
"If I don't get ruthless, will you really take me for a soft persimmon you can squeeze however you please?"
"In that case, I'll wake you up properly! Let you witness a million years of accumulated spiritual power!"
He roared through gritted teeth.
Vast spiritual power howled across the sky, driving all the elemental forces on this stretch of the Far North Ice Plains into a frenzy.
Rumble!
Lightning flashed across the sky, and the Ice Empress watched the sight in terror.
Clearly, this phenomenon, comparable to a Soul Beast's great tribulation, had been triggered by the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's spiritual power.
"Impossible! Since when did Tian Meng have a method like this?" she cried out, stunned.
If he had a method like this, why had the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm run earlier?
Boom!
An enormous bolt of lightning poured down like a pillar of light!
At the same time, a fierce gale howled into being.
Countless dancing lightning serpents were reflected in Huo Yuhao's frenzied eyes. At last, his hand seal took its final shape, and he slammed it hard against the empty air!
The thick thunderclouds overhead abruptly erupted with a dazzling light like the blazing sun!
Dark clouds churned, thunder rumbling across the land as they slowly coalesced into a gigantic, abyssal maw. Then a terrifying sound wave descended, enveloping the Ice and Snow Vortex, the Ice Empress, and the Snow Empress!
Horror instantly appeared in the eyes of the Ice and Snow Empresses.
This was no Soul Skill at all, but a resonance with the laws of heaven and earth!
Muffled explosions came from within the Ice and Snow Vortex, before it shattered into snowflakes that filled the sky.
The all-pervading sound waves of the Great Heavenly Thunder Sound surged madly into the Snow Empress's and Ice Empress's bodies, sending blood spraying from all over them.
At this sight, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's heart was thrown into turmoil.
For a million years, he had possessed vast spiritual power without knowing how to use it. Now, witnessing the supreme realm of spiritual power in which the Great Heavenly Thunder Sound resonated with the laws of heaven and earth, flames of excitement and madness burned deep within his heart.
"He can become a god! Brother Hao can definitely become a god!"
After unleashing the Great Heavenly Thunder Sound, Huo Yuhao braced himself on the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd with both hands, only then managing not to collapse.
"What are you still standing around for?"
He panted, "However much of your shed husk is left, hurry up and burn it all so we can escape. I actually only know the opening move of this technique. I just borrowed your million years of accumulation to send a brick flying through brute force. Once they recover, we're both dead."
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm hastily agreed, then prepared to burn his shed husk and flee with Huo Yuhao.
But just as he was about to act, the blood-soaked Snow Empress landed in front of Huo Yuhao.
The Great Heavenly Thunder Sound had resonated with the Soul Core inside her, inflicting considerable injuries that would be difficult to recover from without a long period of recuperation.
Yet now the Snow Empress gazed intently at Huo Yuhao, paying no heed to her injuries.
To be precise, she was looking at the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd in Huo Yuhao's hands.
"We're done for. Brother Hao, what do we do now?" The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm swallowed.
Huo Yuhao tightened his fingers around the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd, struggling to thrust it at the Snow Empress's throat.
"You're Huo Yuhao?" the Snow Empress suddenly asked.
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Huo Yuhao both froze.
"So it really is you."
The Snow Empress suppressed a mouthful of blood rising in her throat. "Do you know who a great hand covered in azure dragon scales belongs to?"
Huo Yuhao's pupils abruptly contracted.
The Snow Empress had seen the Martial Ancestor?!
Among everyone he knew, the only one who matched the Snow Empress's description was the Martial Ancestor after using the Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art!
When Huo Yuhao remained silent for a long while, the Snow Empress calmed the violently surging Soul Power within her.
By now, the Ice Empress had also come up to Huo Yuhao. Upon hearing the Snow Empress say he was Huo Yuhao, her face showed even greater shock than when she had watched him unleash the Great Heavenly Thunder Sound.
"That spiritual attack just now wasn't something you could unleash yourself, was it?"
The Snow Empress finally coughed up a mouthful of blood.
But it was precisely because she had coughed up this stagnant blood that her condition improved considerably.
The Snow Empress continued, "I can sense that your Soul Power cultivation is very weak. You were only able to use that by borrowing the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's power?"
The Ice Empress stood silently to one side without saying a word.
Huo Yuhao looked into the Snow Empress's sky-blue eyes and hesitated before finally asking, "Did he... ask you to pass on any message to me?"
The Snow Empress nodded. "Yes. And he also left something for us to give you."
Recalling the scene from over two months ago, the Snow Empress still felt her mind tremble.
That great hand covered in azure dragon scales had blotted out the sky and sun. Merely the aura it naturally gave off had torn through the sky, plunging the entire Far North into terror.
The great hand's imposing presence had been far too overwhelming, far more intense than the battle between gods sensed from the Far North ten thousand years ago.
Huo Yuhao hurriedly asked, "What message?"
"Come with us." Rather than answer, the Snow Empress turned and flew away.
The Ice Empress gave Huo Yuhao a long look and said, "Let's go. I'll take you there."
Inside the Sea of Consciousness, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm could not help freezing at this turn of events, which had begun with a tiger's head only to end with a snake's tail.
He instinctively looked toward the Martial Scripture.
A great hand covered in azure dragon scales? Could the god whose inheritance Brother Hao received be a beast god?
The thought had barely formed when a ray of light shot from the Martial Scripture, suppressing the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in the deepest reaches of Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness.
"I was wrong!" the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm wailed in heart-rending cries.
The Ice Empress assumed human form, reached out to seize Huo Yuhao's arm, and flew with him toward the Ice Jade Scorpion Clan's territory.
The instant the Ice Empress's fingers closed around his wrist, Huo Yuhao felt a bone-piercing chill stab along his meridians into his marrow.
Fortunately, the Ice Empress protected Huo Yuhao with her Soul Power as she flew. Otherwise, Huo Yuhao truly would have felt that he would freeze into an ice sculpture before even reaching the Ice Jade Scorpion Clan's territory.
Fine snowflakes wove a hazy silver veil before Huo Yuhao's eyes.
His thoughts kept turning. The Martial Ancestor had actually manifested in the Far North, and had even passed a message to him through the Ice and Snow Empresses, leaving something for him as well.
What did the Martial Ancestor want to tell him?
And what had he left for him?
"Two months ago, that being tore through the void and descended upon the Far North."
As she flew, the Ice Empress said, "At the time, all of the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North were suppressed by that being's aura, completely powerless to resist."
"We didn't know who he was, nor what he had come to the Far North to do. We only knew that he was powerful-so powerful that the Far North could not muster even the slightest thought of resistance."