Chapter 38: The Roar of the Extreme North! The Two Ice and Snow Empresses!
Core Region of the Extreme North.
Millennia-old ice stood in silent majesty.
"WHO DARES?!"
The Ice Empress threw back her head and let out a thunderous roar. The sound waves, infused with the pressure of Ultimate Ice, swept across the land in all directions!
At this moment, her crystal-clear, ice-jade eyes churned with terrifying fury and vigilance.
Just moments ago, she had been gathering her focus, preparing to enter deep slumber.
She needed to accumulate strength to face the imminent Four-Hundred-Thousand-Year Fierce Beast Heavenly Tribulation—a life-or-death threshold.
Yet, without the slightest warning, an unknown force had invaded her sea of consciousness!
The sensation was like a blazing-hot iron spike piercing through solid ice—sharp, violent, and brutal.
Before she could even mobilize her soul power to retaliate, a bizarre light screen abruptly appeared before her eyes.
Strange text scrolled across it, along with an image depicting a confrontation between two human youths.
She had been forcibly dragged into some absurd place called the "Douluo Continent Fan Group"!
"To dare ambush this Emperor—courting death!"
The Ice Empress was completely enraged. The dignity of a ferocious beast had been gravely provoked.
Her long, razor-sharp scorpion tail—its emerald stinger gleaming—carried the weight of mountains as it slammed viciously into the ten-thousand-year ice beneath her feet!
"BOOM—CRACK!"
The ice instantly shattered, a bottomless fissure stretching over a hundred meters, tearing through the frozen land.
Ice shards flew everywhere as frigid air exploded outward.
Yet, aside from the howling wind and snow, there was no one in sight—no trace of an enemy anywhere.
"DAMN IT!!!"
This frustration, with nowhere to vent, only fueled the Ice Empress's fury further.
"Don't let me find you—otherwise, I'll tear you apart piece by piece!"
"Bing'er."
A cool, distant voice drifted down as if from the heavens.
With that single call, the raging blizzard instantly softened.
Heavy snowflakes fell gently, and a peerlessly beautiful figure slowly took shape within the storm.
It was a woman dressed in pure white.
Natural snowflake patterns adorned the hem of her dress, swaying lightly with each step.
Her long hair seemed woven from ice and snow, flowing with silvery brilliance.
Her skin was so crystalline it was nearly translucent, like the finest cold jade sculpted by divine hands.
Her eyes were clear yet icy, like the eternal core frost of the Extreme North—never melting, never changing.
Where her gaze passed, all things fell silent.
She was not human.
She was the true ruler of the Extreme North—an Ice and Snow spirit with six hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation.
The Heavenly Snow Women—Snow Empress!
"Xue'er, why are you here?"
Seeing her closest companion—and the one she revered most—the Ice Empress's violent aura subsided slightly.
Yet her scorpion tail still trembled faintly with lingering anger, slicing through the air with sharp whistling sounds.
Why would Snow Empress leave the core region today? A flicker of surprise flashed through the Ice Empress's crystalline eyes.
Snow Empress rarely appeared unless something major occurred.
Even she herself seldom had the chance to see her.
Snow Empress landed lightly atop an ice pillar before the Ice Empress, her skirt untouched by even a speck of snow.
Her gaze swept over the hideous ice fissure before she asked softly,
"Why did you suddenly lose control just now?"
"Someone attacked me!"
The Ice Empress ground her teeth, every word carrying a biting chill.
"Some strange force directly invaded my consciousness and dragged me into a bizarre space. It was filled with human writing—and an image of a human boy!"
The more she spoke, the angrier she became, slamming her massive pincers into the ice.
"This is absolutely a human conspiracy! Despicable!"
Hearing this, a subtle expression crossed Snow Empress's exquisite face.
She fell silent for a moment—something exceedingly rare for her.
Then her cool voice sounded once more:
"Did what you saw happen to be a light screen called the 'Douluo Continent Fan Group'?"
"How do you know?!"
The Ice Empress whirled around, her massive scorpion body stirring up a burst of icy wind.
Shock and disbelief filled her icy eyes.
"Could it be… Xue'er, you were dragged in as well?"
Snow Empress nodded lightly, her movement graceful yet firm.
"The same chat group appeared before me. Within the light screen, I also saw that image."
She was referring to the photo Lin Qingmo had shared—the confrontation between Tang San and Dai Mubai.
"What exactly are these humans trying to do?!"
The Ice Empress lashed her tail irritably, carving deep grooves into the ice.
"The core of the Extreme North is tens of thousands of miles away from human nations. And yet they can cross such distances and directly invade our consciousness…"
Such unknown yet precise methods filled her with a long-forgotten sense of dread.
The enemy's strength was unfathomable.
"At present, it's unclear."
Snow Empress gently shook her head, a contemplative glint flashing through her cold eyes.
"But one thing is certain—the chat group was created by humans."
"There are already several humans inside calling themselves 'group members' and chatting."
She had quickly skimmed through the chat history earlier.
That human called 'Dad Douluo' had casually mentioned numerous secrets of soul beasts and powerful human figures.
He had even vaguely touched upon matters related to the God Realm—the sheer amount of information was enough to alarm her.
"Then what should we do now?"
The Ice Empress's stinger gleamed with cold light, murderous intent surging.
"Charge straight in, capture a few humans, and interrogate them! I want to see who's behind this!"
She had always believed that power solved everything.
"No."
Snow Empress raised her hand, a gentle ice barrier forming before the Ice Empress.
"For them to silently pull both of us into the chat group, their strength is anything but ordinary."
"The enemy hides in the dark while we stand in the open. Acting rashly would only alert them—and may even land us in a trap."
She paused, her voice calm and resolute:
"It's better to observe in secret for now. First, we must understand the purpose of this chat group—and the true intentions of those humans."
Though hot-tempered, the Ice Empress was far from foolish.
She knew Snow Empress's judgment was sound.
"Hmph. Fine, I'll listen to you."
She snorted unwillingly, her tail slamming heavily into the ice.
"But if those humans dare play tricks, I'll make sure they're buried forever in the ice abyss!"
Snow Empress nodded lightly, her gaze returning to the chat light screen within her consciousness.
At this moment, that human known as 'Dad Douluo' was still enthusiastically sharing images of the human youths' confrontation.
Completely unaware that he had already drawn the attention of the two supreme rulers of the Extreme North.
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Suo Tuo City, Rose Hotel.
The conflict in the lobby had reached a critical point.
The atmosphere between Tang San and Dai Mubai was so tense it felt ready to ignite at any second.
"Kid, I'll give you one last warning—
know your place and get lost, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
Dai Mubai held the twin sisters in his arms, a disdainful smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
His tone was arrogant, clearly not taking the blue-clad youth before him seriously at all.
Just a twelve-year-old brat—how impressive could he possibly be?
He himself possessed the Evil-Eyed White Tiger martial soul, a Rank 37 Battle Soul Elder.
"..."
Tang San's gaze grew terrifyingly dark.
Strands of Blue Silver Grass quietly spread from his palm, the fluctuations of soul power intensifying by the second.
"That room—I will have it."
His voice was low, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth.
"If you've got the ability, come and take it."
"Heh. How ignorant of one's own limitations."
Dai Mubai's eyes turned cold as he released the beauties in his arms.
Since the kid refused to back down, he had no reason to show mercy.
"If you're seeking death, then I'll grant it to you!"
Before his words even finished, three brilliant soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple—rose violently from beneath his feet!
The pressure of a Soul Elder erupted without restraint, causing the air in the lobby to freeze for an instant.
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End of Chapter