The Snow Empress seemed to have thought of something.
Seeing the Snow Empress sent flying for saving her, the Ice Empress was instantly consumed by rage. A beam of emerald-green light burst from her chest and struck Ming Zhao squarely.
Ice Emperor's Wrath!
Amid the cracking sounds of freezing ice, Ming Zhao was sealed inside a block of solid ice.
To the Ice Empress's shock, the Ming Zhao inside the ice sculpture turned into a paper figure the very next second. His true body stepped calmly out of the space beside her and swung another fist at her.
Once again, it was a punch of immense force!
With the vast power of heaven and earth in the Far North empowering him, Ming Zhao felt his strength and attributes in every respect surge wildly, skyrocket, and soar. The tyrannical power filling his body had nowhere to go, so he could only unleash it through a fist of sheer force.
Not only that, he discovered that with the power of heaven and earth behind him, his very obvious bad-luck buff seemed to have disappeared.
It was simply unbelievable!
The feeling of being favored by heaven and earth intoxicated Ming Zhao. It was like the pure pleasure that reached straight to the soul after taking off a condom.
Faced with such a punch, the Ice Empress could only respond in haste. She crossed her arms before her, turning them into icy pincers, while a layer of diamond-like ice armor covered her body.
Ice Empress's Pincer, Ice Emperor's Protection.
"Useless! Break-" Ming Zhao's fist crashed into the Ice Empress's crossed arms.
The Ice Empress's Pincers formed from ice shattered instantly, and both her forearms bent and broke along with them. Great cracks spread across the Ice Emperor's Protection armor covering her body under the tremendous force.
The Ice Empress suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a broken sack, only to be caught in the Snow Empress's arms.
"What good is talking tough? You, the Ice Empress, are nothing special!" Ming Zhao gave a cold laugh and pointed arrogantly at the Ice Empress. "With my next punch, I'll knock that big-mouthed face of yours crooked!"
The Ice Empress trembled all over as she lay in the Snow Empress's arms, blood still trickling from the corners of her mouth. Her arms hung limply at her sides, twisted out of shape, and her golden eyes, once cold, proud, and domineering, now held nothing but fear.
"The gap... how could it be so great?!"
Even the Snow Empress had never made her feel such terrifying pressure.
Under that punch, the Ice Empress had truly felt the suffocation of death!
The Snow Empress's expression was particularly complicated as well. Seeing that Ming Zhao was about to attack again, she hurriedly called out to stop him.
"Wait!"
"What else do you have to say?" Ming Zhao frowned, sounding somewhat impatient.
"You... are you the Ice God?" The Snow Empress bit her lower lip. After hesitating for a while, she couldn't help asking Ming Zhao tentatively.
"The Ice God?!" The Ice Empress froze, then abruptly raised her head to look at the Snow Empress before turning to Ming Zhao across from them.
"The Ice God? What bullshit Ice God? I'm not the Ice God." Ming Zhao's frown deepened, and he curled his lip in denial.
If Ming Zhao truly became a god, he would only be a Death God, an Underworld God, or a Ghost God. He would have absolutely nothing to do with some fucking Ice God.
The Snow Empress frowned when she heard Ming Zhao call the Ice God "bullshit." As a believer in the Ice God, she couldn't bear to see anyone disrespect him. But since the speaker was Ming Zhao, who she suspected might be the Ice God, she could only suppress that trace of discomfort.
"If you aren't the Ice God, how could you possibly seize the power of heaven and earth in the Far North and use it to suppress Bing'er and me?" The Snow Empress's voice was thick with doubt, and her face was full of bewilderment.
Even through the Snow Empress Token, she had been unable to regain control of the power of heaven and earth in the Far North.
That was impossible!
The Far North's fortune had long since gathered upon the Snow Empress, and she was the ruler respected by all the Soul Beasts of the Far North. No one could possibly have greater authority there than she did.
Except the Ice God!
No matter how the Snow Empress thought about it, she felt there was only one possibility. Only if Ming Zhao's true identity was the Ice God could he accomplish something so nearly impossible.
Ming Zhao himself was also quite puzzled by this, but he attributed it all to the Ice Dragon King's domain Soul Skill being so powerful that its might surpassed the Snow Dance Extreme Ice Domain of the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress, allowing him to wrest control of the power of heaven and earth within the domain.
"Believe whatever you like. In any case, I've said it: I'm not the Ice God." Ming Zhao's tone remained cold.
"I was able to wrest control of the Far North from you only because my domain is stronger than yours. Whether you believe it is your business. If you want to fight, then let's continue. I can grant the two of you death. If you won't fight, then kneel and submit!"
"This is your final ultimatum. Your next choice will determine your fate!"
The moment the Snow Empress attacked, any possibility of a peaceful resolution between them had vanished.
In any case, Ming Zhao had never intended to persuade anyone with talk no jutsu. He believed only in his fists and his own strength. As long as he was strong enough, those he enslaved could only submit or die.
If the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress still failed to seize this chance, Ming Zhao wouldn't mind using the Soul Beasts of the entire Far North to help him reach level ninety-nine.
As for the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress...
Although Ming Zhao continued to deny being the Ice God, the two sisters still believed he was.
His domain was stronger than theirs, so he could wrest control of the power of heaven and earth in the Far North?
What a joke. How could it be that easy?
No matter how strong a domain was, it couldn't possibly overshadow the Snow Empress's prestige in the Far North, nor could it cut her off from the Far North's fortune that its Soul Beasts had gathered upon her. Those two conditions were what made the Snow Empress half a Plane Master of the region of the Far North.
What kind of domain could overpower the Snow Dance Extreme Ice Domain formed by the two sisters together, while also overshadowing the Snow Empress's prestige in the Far North?
Impossible. Such a domain simply didn't exist!
Therefore, there was only one answer: Ming Zhao was the Ice God, or rather, the Ice God's reincarnation. He had simply lost his memories after reincarnating!
People were only willing to believe what they themselves had thought of, and the Snow Empress was no exception at this moment. The more Ming Zhao denied being the Ice God, the more firmly she believed that he was the Ice God she worshipped.
The Ice Empress hadn't thought as much about it as the Snow Empress, but the Snow Empress had shared her conjecture through the mental link between them, so the Ice Empress silently accepted her explanation as well.
"Lord Ice God, we are willing to submit." After hesitating for a while, the Snow Empress finally knelt on one knee before Ming Zhao and lowered her proud head.
The Ice Empress also struggled free of her arms and knelt before Ming Zhao in submission.
"I told you, I'm not the Ice God." Ming Zhao was a little speechless, but he couldn't be bothered to explain so much. He had already told the truth; the two of them simply didn't believe him.
"My name is Ming Zhao. Since you've both chosen to submit, you can call me master from now on."
"Yes, master," the Snow Empress and the Ice Empress answered in unison.
It didn't matter that Ming Zhao wouldn't admit it. As long as the two of them believed it, that was enough.