An hour later, deep within the Extreme North.
This was the inner circle, second only to the core region.
At this moment, Yunxiao, floating in the air, sat with his legs crossed in an utterly relaxed manner.
He lounged comfortably on the Fire Throne, constructed entirely from fire-attribute energy.
"Heh, Ice Emperor."
"Stop struggling and just submit to me."
"If possible, I'd prefer not to resort to force."
As he spoke, Yunxiao casually raised his hand.
In an instant, countless weapons materialized around him, all forged from elemental energy.
For example, a razor-sharp metal-attribute spear.
Or a crackling thunder-attribute longsword.
There was also an ice-attribute lance radiating a biting chill.
And a fire-attribute greatsword, blazing with scorching heat.
Along with many other weapons, each crafted from different elements.
These countless weapons hovered in the air, humming ominously and exuding overwhelming pressure.
As if awaiting their master's command, they would swarm forth to strike down the enemy.
This was Yunxiao's Spirit Combination Skill—
Treasury of Kings (Gate of Babylon).
Hearing Yunxiao's words, the Ice Emperor, who had reverted to her true form as the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion and was desperately fleeing from her kin's territory, immediately erupted in fury.
"You bastard! You vile, despicable creature!"
"If you've got the guts, come down here and fight me one-on-one! What's the point of hiding in the air?"
"You want me to submit? Keep dreaming!"
"Listen here, you damned male. I'll have you know—"
"My body belongs only to the Snow Emperor!"
And thus, a colossal misunderstanding was born.
From the moment they first met, when Yunxiao had seen her human form, the Ice Emperor had assumed that this loathsome male must have been captivated by her beauty and body.
Naturally, she would rather die than surrender.
If she let this damned male have his way today—
How could she ever face the Snow Emperor again?
After all, the Snow Emperor was the love of her life…
Yunxiao: "…"
Well, well.
Hearing the Ice Emperor's words, Yunxiao was utterly speechless.
So, she thought he was some kind of pervert?
His lips twitched as a dark expression crossed his face. Then, he slowly spoke.
"Heh… heh."
"Ice Emperor, where do you get this confidence?"
"With your flat-as-a-board figure, just looking at you makes me cringe."
"No curves in front, no plumpness in back—just a tiny little runway. Truly laughable."
"Honestly, Ice Emperor, your face is decent at best."
"If I had to rate you, I'd give you an eight out of ten."
"After all, with your loli build, you've got nothing to offer."
"With a body like yours, I'd worry about your future children starving."
After delivering this remark, Yunxiao lazily raised his hand from the Fire Throne.
He continued manipulating his Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Treasury of Kings (Gate of Babylon)—and sent it hurtling toward the Ice Emperor.
In an instant, the countless weapons surrounding him shot forth like a storm.
—BOOM—
Everywhere struck by the elemental weapons—whether the thick snowfields or massive icebergs—was either shattered into icy fragments or left with enormous craters.
Shockwaves tore through the air like physical blades, hurling ice crystals and debris in all directions. The once-smooth glacial plains were carved with spiderweb-like fissures in their wake.
The snow-covered glaciers, ravaged by fire and lightning elements, rapidly melted into boiling slush on the surface. Yet within moments, under the assault of ice and water elements, they refroze into twisted icicles—like frozen tears upon the earth.
Nearby, snowdrifts fortunate enough to avoid direct hits still collapsed under the residual force of the attacks. The billowing snow mist blotted out half the sky over the inner region, turning the icy plains into complete chaos.
Seeing the dense barrage of weapons—all forged from Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills—rushing toward her, the Ice Emperor's pupils constricted sharply.
"Dammit, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion's true form is too massive—it'd make me an easy target."
With that thought, her figure flickered as she swiftly reverted to her human form.
Now clad in a white blouse, a green skirt, black stockings, and with her emerald-green hair tied into twin tails, the Ice Emperor stood there, radiant and delicate.
As she fled desperately, she cursed under her breath.
"Damn that wretched male spirit! Where the hell did he even come from?"
"And his Soul Power—how is it endless?!"
"He's throwing around Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills like they're nothing! This is beyond absurd!"
"Since when did the human world produce such a monstrously strong freak?"
Ten Thousand Year Soul Skills, no matter how numerous, were nothing to her—not with her own 390,000 years of cultivation.
But what truly vexed her was that those countless Ten Thousand Year Soul Skills were merely vessels.
The real threat was the swarm of weapons forged from them—the bastard's fifth Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill.
Against a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill, even with her 390,000 years of power, she had to tread carefully.
Yet that damned male spirit wielded them as if Soul Power cost him nothing.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills—used without hesitation.
Hours had passed since their encounter, and his reserves showed no sign of exhaustion.
Not only that, but the sheer number of weapons—hundreds, thousands—all crafted from Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills…
This… was utterly insane.
That bastard clearly played by no rules.
What frustrated her even more was that he had the power to turn her into a pincushion or cripple her outright—yet he was toying with her instead.
This was beyond infuriating.
Uncle could tolerate it, but she, the Ice Emperor—
…Fine. She had to endure it too.
Otherwise, what? Fight him properly in the heart of her own territory?
At that time, would he still want his Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion tribe?
Moreover, that damned bastard.
With his endless Soul Power, he couldn't defeat him either.
Of course, even if he couldn't defeat that damned bastard.
But that didn't mean there was no one else in this Far North...
Oh no, perhaps it should be said, no other Soul Beasts.
Or, Snow Elves would be more accurate.
For example, the Snow Emperor, the Snow Elf he had loved all his life...
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