Mingdu, West Mountain, Qiankun Asking Love Valley.
Thick, milky white mist billowed out from nowhere, completely engulfing the entire West Mountain and separating the valley into two worlds.
In the center of Qiankun Asking Love Valley, the once tranquil golden and silver lake has now completely broken free from the constraints of the lakebed, transforming into two intertwined and surging ribbons of light that freely shuttle and swirl through every inch of the valley, scattering sparkling specks of light dust.
Above this bizarre and fantastical scene, a slightly ethereal and hazy female figure floated silently.
A gentle ripple of emotion flowed around her. Though her face was blurred, one could still sense that she was gazing down at the figure gently surrounded by the waters of the golden and silver lake.
A faint smile, yet one brimming with relief and blessing, quietly spread across her hazy face.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, she slightly turned her head and gazed leisurely into the distance.
A subtle, unseen connection, a resonance with the divine, resonated gently deep within her spirit.
The emotional radiance flowing around her seemed to have become softer and more transparent, and her blurred face showed a gentle expression that could melt even the thickest ice.
A soft, almost murmured sigh drifted across the rippling waters of the golden lake, " Travers... our long vigil, our mission, is finally coming to an end."
Beside the Mingdu Imperial Palace, the Kong Clan Courtyard.
At this moment, there were only three people in the small courtyard: Kong Deming, Kong Xuan, and Huo Yuhao, who was standing quietly to the side.
A breeze swept through the courtyard, carrying a touch of solemnity unlike anything he usually did.
Kong Xuan's gaze seemed to pierce through the courtyard walls and clouds, directed towards a distant horizon. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "It has begun."
Kong Deming and Huo Yuhao, master and apprentice, both straightened up and nodded solemnly.
They naturally understood that the "beginning" Kong Xuan spoke of referred to the ascension ceremony, which they had been waiting for for more than half a year... and it had finally begun.
After a moment of silence, Kong Deming turned his head and looked at his grandson, who had become a god.
Even though he already had the answer in his heart, the concern that belonged to his elders still made him unable to help but confirm again. "Today... am I going to ascend to the Divine Realm?"
Kong Xuan withdrew his gaze from the distance, looked at his grandfather, and nodded gently.
"Grandpa, rest assured, once the situation in the Divine Realm has stabilized, I will personally escort you there."
Kong Deming shook his head; he didn't care whether he could go to the Divine Realm or not.
His aged yet still sharp eyes were now filled with an unyielding worry.
"Although you are exceptionally talented, you are only a beginner in the God Realm."
" Tang San has held power for ten thousand years, with deep roots. You... are you really confident you can contend with him?"
Clearly, Kong Deming already knew who Kong Xuan's opponent was.
Faced with her grandfather's worries, Kong Xuan's calm face revealed a confident smile.
"Grandpa, rest assured, I have never acted without a chance of success."
Upon hearing this, Kong Deming felt somewhat relieved.
Upon careful reflection, it is indeed as Kong Xuan said: this child seems to be taking every step in a perilous situation, but in reality, he has a profound plan and strong financial backing behind him, and has never truly taken any risks.
Seeing his grandfather's expression soften, Kong Xuan continued, "Besides, the Divine Realm is not monolithic. Tang San has never had only one opponent."
Kong Deming knew that the conflict in the Divine Realm was beyond his control, and finally let out a long sigh, condensing all his unspoken words into a simple admonition. "Be careful in everything you do."
Kong Xuan had already reached a tacit understanding with the God of Destruction and laid out multiple backup plans, so he was naturally confident.
However, the intricacies were complex and could not be fully explained to Grandpa at this moment. He could only give him another reassuring look, leaving everything unsaid.
Then, he turned to Huo Yuhao, who had been listening silently beside him, and said, "Once they complete the final ritual, we will travel to the Divine Realm together."
"As for your Thunder God's Ninth Trial... we'll join forces to help you complete it then."
That's right, Huo Yuhao's Thunder God Inheritance is still stuck at the final Ninth Trial.
This is not due to a lack of talent or effort on his part, but rather because the timing and content of this assessment meant that it could only be realized after today.
Because the content of his Thunder God's Ninth Trial was "to judge a god"!
Such an assessment is nothing short of extraordinary.
If it were anyone else, let alone judgment, finding even the trace of a true deity would be as difficult as ascending to heaven, let alone exercising the power of "judgment" upon them.
Only with someone taking Huo Yuhao to the Divine Realm, as is the case now, and with the help of other gods, is it possible for him to complete this test!
Huo Yuhao nodded solemnly, his handsome face showing no hesitation, only a cold glint hidden deep in his eyes.
He knew that his journey to the Divine Realm would mean going to war with Tang San.
His goal is to use the power of Thunder God to "judge" Tang San, which is to complete his own godhood ritual while seeking revenge!
Although he had never met the Sea God who sat high on the throne, the hatred that had accumulated in Huo Yuhao's heart was like ancient ice, cold and piercing, yet unbreakable.
After all, whether it was interfering with his own destiny or manipulating his daughter to seduce him, such despicable schemes were absolutely unacceptable to him.
What made Huo Yuhao grit his teeth the most was that Tang San actually took action and forcibly kidnapped his mother's soul!
Therefore, even if it was only for his mother's sake, Huo Yuhao had already made a blood oath in his heart that he would definitely "kill" Tang San when he went to the Divine Realm!
The Far North.
The strange wind and snow that had covered half the sky and made everything tremble suddenly subsided without warning.
Immediately afterwards, a pure, ice-blue beam of light erupted from the sacred mountain of the Titan Snow Demon Ancestral Land, shooting straight into the sky!
Wherever the beam of light passed, the remaining ice and snow instantly melted and purified, and even the gloomy sky was illuminated with a clear blue, as if connecting the human world and the divine realm.
As the divine pillar of light that Tongtian slowly dissipated, a figure was already quietly suspended in the sky Far North.
That was Meng Hongchen!
She stood tall and proud, no longer the delicate beauty of the past. She was covered in a magnificent suit of armor that looked as if it had been carved directly from ancient ice, with smooth and majestic lines that reflected a cold and noble radiance.
In his right hand, he tightly gripped a long spear that was entirely ice-blue—the very Ice God Ice God Spear!
Her signature wine-red hair had now turned into the same icy blue as the Snow Empress's, each strand seemingly containing a chilling cold that pierced the soul.
Between the opening and closing of his eyes, a divine light flowed, no longer the gaze of a human, but the divine thought of a deity.
With a slight thought, divine inspiration swept across the entire Far North in an instant, like an invisible ripple.
In an instant, the pulse of every Life on the vast ice plain was presented to her with unparalleled clarity.
At the very moment her form solidified completely, and her divine power naturally emanated from the Far North sky...
All the Soul Beast inhabiting the Far North, regardless of race, strength, or intelligence, all prostrated themselves and lowered their heads in response to the deepest instincts of their souls towards the icy blue figure standing in mid-air.
From this day forward, the Far North has its true master: the god of frost and cold.
Meng Hongchen has successfully inherited the legacy of the Ice God and become the new Ice God!