Chapter 29: I Want You to Create a Unique Set of External Soul Bones
Hidden beneath the layers of snow and ice, Huo Yuhao felt a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced the moment Tianmeng released her spiritual origin.
The nine previously sealed clusters of spiritual origin began to coalesce in the air, slowly forming a golden humanoid figure—an exact replica of Huo Yuhao himself.
"Yuhao, this appearance of yours sure has attracted quite a few human girls, haha. Sis will be borrowing it for a bit~"
Huo Yuhao ignored the absurd remark. With Tianmeng's power enhancing his senses, he perceived the vast landscape of the Extreme North. His Spirit Eye martial soul's first soul ring finally revealed its true color—an awe-inspiring golden hue, brimming with a majestic pressure as if it ruled over all.
To hold the sun and moon, pluck stars from the sky...
Cough, way too cringeworthy. He couldn't bring himself to say such a line out loud.
"Ice Empress! I, Tianmeng, have returned! Do you dare show yourself?!"
BOOM!
A dazzling emerald radiance exploded across a hundred-mile radius. A terrifying pressure—several times stronger than that of the Ice Demon Titan King—descended like a storm.
A majestic scorpion appeared, seemingly carved from the finest jade.
Its body resembled an exquisite sculpture of ten-thousand-year-old cold ice, encased in a semi-transparent emerald shell. Under the snowy glow, it refracted a diamond-like brilliance. The carapace bore intricate hexagonal ice-crystal patterns, as if inlaid with countless shards of frost.
Its head rose in a sharp point, massive pincers gleamed with serrated edges, and its tail was divided into nine segments, with the tip of the tail hook as clear as blue crystal, full of the unique majesty and beauty of the Extreme North.
"Tianmeng! You still dare appear before me?! This time, I'll devour you and finally pass the 400,000-year tribulation!"
Tianmeng twisted "Yuhao's" golden form in a suggestive pose. Watching this, Yuhao could only pinch his forehead in frustration.
'Really? Using my body to make such embarrassing movements... I can't deal with this!'
"Sigh~ I wanted to chat with you a bit more. Oh well, I'm giving it my all to help you. Don't resist now, Bingbing. I'll be gentle."
Not wanting to prolong things, Tianmeng directly released her spiritual essence, trapping the Ice Empress once more. As always, decisive and steady.
"Yuhao, let's go! Hurry up and escape!"
Huo Yuhao didn't hesitate. He turned and sprinted toward the outskirts of the Extreme North. Though he wasn't wearing iron underpants like in those old-school running drills, he wasn't slow.
Back in his spiritual sea, Electrolux had regained a sliver of consciousness, quietly observing the unfolding events.
"This child… truly extraordinary. His temperament, luck, and talent—he'd be top-tier even in my world. Especially that mysterious 'echo' rule..."
"I'll continue observing for now. Perhaps this child... could become a worthy successor to necromancy."
Ten hours later, Yuhao finally exited the core region of the Extreme North and let out a long sigh of relief.
"No point in delaying. Let's begin, Tianmeng."
Tianmeng didn't waste words. They had come this far—there was no turning back. Today, they must succeed.
She released her spiritual essence once again, a thick golden energy tightly restraining the Ice Empress.
As expected, after some heartfelt persuasion from Tianmeng, the Ice Empress—aware of her imminent demise—hesitated briefly before slowly turning her gaze to Huo Yuhao.
"Young one, Tianmeng claims you have the potential to become a god. But to me, you're nothing more than a pitiful insect, weak and insignificant. Tell me: how do you intend to prove you're worthy of such a destiny? And why should I, the Ice Empress, become your wisdom soul ring?"
Poison-tongued, huh?
Though Yuhao didn't talk much at the Academy, he wasn't one to back down from a verbal showdown.
This is such a classic case of misplaced pride.
Let's get one thing straight: 'you're the one facing death. Tianmeng and I are offering you a path forward. It's not about whether you choose me—it's about whether I'm willing to help.'
"Ice Empress, you've got things twisted. You're facing a tribulation you won't survive. I came here only out of respect for Tianmeng's wishes."
"This is a deal you can't possibly lose. We both know it. So why pretend otherwise?"
Cough cough. He wasn't usually the kind of guy to act high and mighty, but if the Ice Empress insisted on being tsundere, he had to take the lead. The one who cares less always wins, after all.
The Ice Empress narrowed her eyes, dropping her cold demeanor. Her gaze became serious. Spiritual power surged and transformed into a delicate young girl—twin ponytails, flowing emerald hair, and golden eyes. A petite, jade-like loli form.
"Your composure under pressure is impressive. What you said... not wrong. You're far sharper than Tianmeng."
"Tianmeng mentioned you possess twin martial souls, and even she can't see through your second one. If I'm to offer myself as your wisdom soul ring, it would be to that second soul. So tell me—can I see it?"
There was no reason to refuse. If you want someone to entrust their fate to you—to fight beside you through life and death—then you must reveal your worth. Words alone aren't enough.
Huo Yuhao summoned his second martial soul—End-Time Bell. Drawing upon a trace of destiny's power, a resonant, fate-laced voice rang out. Though not as widespread as last time, it still echoed powerfully in this isolated space.
"I hear the Echo of Destiny!"
The voice, like a god's whisper, left the Ice Empress frozen in place.
"Incredible… truly incredible."
Could a human possess such a martial soul?
Now, she believed him. She finally believed the words of the young man named Huo Yuhao before her. He wasn't truly dependent on her help.
Tianmeng, hearing the familiar voice, burst out laughing in joy.
"How about it, Bingbing? Didn't I say Yuhao had what it takes to become a god? Your sis has sharp eyes, as always~"
The Ice Empress snorted, "And what does his martial soul have to do with you? Stop showing off."
A calm temperament, clear logic, a second martial soul she couldn't decipher, and a divine echo that defied understanding—this boy named Huo Yuhao was still young, but his future held boundless potential.
The atmosphere turned solemn. Only the howling winds of the Extreme North remained. After a long silence, the Ice Empress finally made her decision.
"To create a god... just like ten thousand years ago. Insane. But if it's for Yuhao, then perhaps... It's worth the gamble."
With that, she released her spiritual origin—no more doubts, no more hesitation.
"Waaah~ Bingbing, still so decisive! From now on, we're a team!"
"Enough chatter. Let's finalize the fusion method. Yuhao, pay close attention."
Once again, they would fuse the soul bone before the soul ring. But this time, Yuhao had his thoughts.
"Ice Empress, soul beasts with over 100,000 years of cultivation can choose the specific form and placement of their soul bone during a sacrifice, right?"
"That's correct. Especially for someone like me, far beyond that threshold. I can decide freely. What are you getting at, Yuhao?"
Huo Yuhao spoke clearly:
"In this fusion, Ice Empress, I want you to create a unique set of external soul bones."
End of Chapter