At this moment, in the core region of the Extreme North.
—Boom—Boom—Boom—
Just then, sensing the commotion of battle from the inner perimeter.
Upon an ice platform constructed from massive amounts of Ten-Thousand Year Profound Ice.
Snow Emperor, clad in an ice-blue gown, abruptly reopened her tightly shut eyes.
Glancing toward the direction of the inner perimeter, Snow Emperor silently mused to herself.
"What is Ice Emperor up to…?"
"Is she fighting my clansman whom I've yet to meet?"
The battle in the inner perimeter was so intense that Snow Emperor naturally noticed it.
However, upon sensing the auras of the two combatants.
Snow Emperor couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Yunxiao, the renowned Elf Douluo.
Moreover, a fully matured member of the Elf Clan.
She, Snow Emperor, was naturally aware of him.
After all, Yunxiao, this Elf clansman, resided in Heaven Dou City.
Tales of his exploits had long been widely circulated throughout the Heaven Dou Empire.
And between Heaven Dou City and the Extreme North lay only the city of Tianshui.
The two were practically close neighbors.
Though she spent most of her time in the core region of the Extreme North.
That didn't mean she was ignorant of the human world's affairs.
She often visited nearby Tianshui City during her leisure.
"Ah, never mind. I should go see what's happening."
Though she didn't know the specifics.
The two involved in the battle.
One was her long-time companion, the other a rare Elf clansman of hers.
By all accounts, she, Snow Emperor, had to intervene.
With those words, Snow Emperor transformed into a streak of white light.
In the blink of an eye, her figure vanished from the ice lotus platform.
Meanwhile, in the inner perimeter of the Extreme North.
Seeing the shock and astonishment on Ice Emperor's face.
Yunxiao chuckled lightly.
"Snow Emperor?"
"Of course I know her."
"Snow Emperor, the Snow Elf, possesses a cultivation of seven hundred thousand years and is the undisputed ruler of the Extreme North…"
Yunxiao then proceeded to recount some details about Snow Emperor.
How could he not know Snow Emperor?
After all, she was the only Snow Elf on Douluo Star before his arrival.
Naturally, Yunxiao was well-informed.
Ice Emperor: "…"
In stark contrast to Yunxiao's composed demeanor.
Ice Emperor trembled—both in body and spirit.
So this bastard truly knew Snow Emperor.
And she had deliberately led him to Snow Emperor's domain.
Did that mean she had unwittingly betrayed her beloved?
"No, I absolutely cannot let this bastard meet Snow Emperor."
"In that case, I'll have to sacrifice myself to protect her."
Realizing Yunxiao had come prepared.
Ice Emperor made her decision in an instant.
Snow Emperor was the light of her life—she couldn't let her suffer any harm.
If it meant surrendering her body to this bastard, so be it.
At least he wouldn't kill her.
At worst, she'd consider it as being bitten by a dog.
Though she thought this way, Ice Emperor wasn't about to yield without a fight.
"You bastard, how dare you set your sights on Snow Emperor!"
"Damn you, come at me if you dare!"
After saying this, the Ice Emperor channeled all her Soul Power and charged straight toward Yunxiao's position.
Earlier, she had been leading Yunxiao toward the Snow Emperor's core region, which was why she had been moving deeper into the heart of the territory.
But now, things were different.
To protect the Snow Emperor, to prevent her from suffering a cruel fate, the Ice Emperor had to divert Yunxiao, this bastard, elsewhere.
"Oh ho, Ice Emperor, have you given up on yourself?" Seeing the Ice Emperor recklessly charging toward him, Yunxiao paused his actions.
He stopped controlling the dense barrage of attacks from the Treasury of Kings (Gate of Babylon) aimed at the Ice Emperor.
One of his objectives this time was to take the Snow Emperor away, not to make a mortal enemy of her in the Far North.
If he turned the Ice Emperor into a pincushion and killed her, the Snow Emperor would surely fight him to the death later.
"Heh, Ice Emperor, you should know," Yunxiao said with a smirk.
"The gap in strength can't be bridged by mere anger."
Whether human or Soul Beast, when faced with danger, adrenaline surges, temporarily boosting combat power.
But against absolute overwhelming force, such physiological instincts are as futile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Just like ordinary people—can their anger help them defeat a Soul Master?
And if a Titled Douluo gets angry, can they defeat a Deity?
Clearly, the answer is no.
If anger alone could grant the power to defeat a Deity, why would anyone bother with arduous cultivation?
Hearing Yunxiao's words, the Ice Emperor curled her lips disdainfully.
"Hmph, who's stronger will be decided in battle."
Seeing Yunxiao halt his Soul Skill attacks, she knew she had guessed right.
This bastard didn't intend to kill her.
In that case, she had nothing to worry about.
Even if she lost to Yunxiao and fell into his hands, the worst that could happen was being bitten by a dog.
Compared to the Snow Emperor's safety, this was just a minor inconvenience.
Watching this unfold, Yunxiao chuckled lightly.
Still seated firmly on the Fire Throne, he raised his hand slightly and spoke slowly.
"Alright, Ice Emperor, enough playing around. Time for you to take a break."
"Elf King, Eighth Soul Skill—Time Control, Time Stop."
—Hum—Hum—Hum—
Black, Black, Black, Black, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red.
In an instant, as the Soul Skill activated, the previously unused red 100,000-year eighth Soul Skill on Yunxiao's body erupted with intense light.
Wherever the time-based Soul Skill reached, everything within a radius of ten thousand meters—whether the snowflakes drifting in the sky, the distant Soul Beasts, the Soul Masters hunting them, or even the Ice Emperor charging at him—all lost the ability to think, frozen in an eerie stasis.
Of course, to let the Ice Emperor experience the gap in their strength firsthand, Yunxiao deliberately left her consciousness intact.
Unlike his ninth Soul Skill, World Descent, which treated all beings equally.
Six-Winged Elf King, Eighth Soul Skill, Time Control.
This was his strongest, most unstoppable Soul Skill.
Immediately after, Yunxiao also controlled the Fire Throne, leisurely advancing toward the Ice Emperor.
"This… this is the power of time?"
"That bastard Yunxiao, he actually controls the power of time too?"
Watching Yunxiao slowly approach, the Ice Emperor felt a surge of helplessness.
The power of time—there was no fighting it. It was simply impossible to win.
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