The End.
The End that [Coldness] truly possessed.
They were a Transcender, a genuine powerhouse who had never stopped for their master's sake.
Their name was Coldness, yet they believed they had never done anything shameful or cold.
Even if wind and snow had ultimately filled the Bronze Race's Primordial World.
But if their cold End had not remained there, how could Nafroluo, the Glory King of the twelfth seat, have avoided being discovered and wiped out early by other powerhouses?
They were the companion, the family member Shuang Weihua had brought along from her days of weakness until she grew strong.
Shuang Weihua shared everything she had with them.
Including her Authority.
The Authority of Coldness.
"No, no, I finally had a chance for her to be resurrected! Master, Master! Don't leave me! Don't!"
Everything was freezing. Everything was disappearing.
In mere moments, this entire expanse had turned an unsettling, ghostly blue.
The Cold-Singing Bird gradually transformed, becoming a figure extremely similar to Shuang Weihua.
Tears flowed from their eyes, and their gaze toward Ye Qiyan was filled with sorrow.
"Why? Why did you have to kill her? Even, even if she wanted to die, even if... she was only a wisp of a soul."
Cold.
Cold taken to the extreme.
Snow no longer fell over Order Heaven.
Because even the snow in the air was being frozen.
They walked toward Ye Qiyan, murmuring incessantly.
"Why, why..."
Buzzz-!
Lu Cangxiao's body returned to normal. After once again merging all his physical forms into himself, he flashed before them.
"Get lost!"
"You think you can make me?"
Lu Cangxiao was not afraid in the slightest, but the shock waves from their instantaneous clash cracked the capital's final barrier. Once that barrier shattered completely, even Resource Baron would no longer be