Chapter 100– The Song of the North and the Birth of the Genesis Ring
In the heart of the Hall of Infinite Stillness, the training was not physical—it was conceptual. Shui Bing'er stood at the center of a swirling vortex of diamond-dust, her Twelve-Winged Ice Phoenix shimmering with a translucent, divine light.
Bing'er is using a technique that lakan created for her, based on the Seven Tone od the Adarna. And he calls it, Seven Tone Glacial Song.
"Don't just release the cold, Bing'er," Lakan's voice echoed through the chamber, calm yet commanding. "Cold is the absence of heat. To master the Seven-Tone Glacial Song, you must not create ice; you must observe the thermal energy of the room. Take the vibration of the air and still it."
In order to do the Seven Tone Glacial Song, Bing'er must take a single Breath of Chaos that lakan has provided during their previous dual cultivation. As she exhales, she will sinh the Seven Tone through the medium of Absolute Zero.
Bing'er closed her eyes. Following the Ice God's Heart pulsing in her chest, she began to sing. It wasn't a vocal melody, but a soul-frequency. As she hit the first tone, the air didn't just freeze—it solidified. The oxygen molecules were forced into a state of absolute stasis. A pillar of Heavy Ice erupted, turning a 100-meter radius into a Frozen Wonderland of Laws. Every snowflake was no longer water; it was a physical seal of the universe's entropy.
Beside her, Shui Yue'er was battling the ferocity of the Ice Jade Scorpion King. Her emerald-red rings were volatile, sparking with a green, toxic frost.
"Control the sting, Yue'er!" Lakan called out. "The Scorpion's poison isn't a liquid, it's a spiritual corrosion. Use the Jade-Crescent to anchor the toxin to your soul power."
Yue'er gritted her teeth, her brow sweating despite the sub-zero temperature. With a sharp cry, she swung her hand, and a crescent of emerald light sliced through a massive glacier, not melting it, but turning the ice into a brittle, poisonous glass that shattered into dust. She had mastered the Corrosive Chill—the ultimate defense-breaking attribute.
Once the sisters reached a point of stability, Lakan turned to them. His own energy was now a roaring tide that threatened to burst from his meridians.
"I must go," Lakan said, his eyes glowing with a silver intensity. "I need to create my 9th Ring soon. Consolidate your realms here. The Snow Empress and Bing Bing will guard you. I will return as a Titled Douluo."
With a burst of Instantaneous Acceleration, Lakan vanished. He didn't fly, he folded the space between the Extreme North and the Phoenix Valley in the Sunset Forest.
When Lakan left, the Glacial Abyss was approached by a divine presence that seems to freeze its surroundings and approached Shui Bing'er.....
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The Valley greeted its master with a roar of primordial fire. The skeletons of the ancient birds rattled in reverence as Lakan took his place at the center of the Creation Altar.
"It is time," Lakan whispered.
He sat cross-legged, activating the Chaos Rainbow Vortex. He didn't look for a soul beast. He looked inward. He pulled the raw Chaos Qi from his Bloodline Core and combined it with the resonance of his Six Phoenix Soul Bones.
The phenomenon was instantaneous. Above the Sunset Forest, a Solar Eclipse of Seven Colors manifested. The sun was blotted out by an obsidian disc, but it was surrounded by a corona of prismatic fire that painted the entire sky in the hues of the Adarna.
The 9th Soul Ring began to condense around him. It wasn't red, nor was it gold. It was Translucent Gold with Obsidian Veins—a ring that signified Chaos-tempered Divinity. As it settled, a million-year shockwave rippled across the continent.
Lakan felt his bones fuse into a Unified God-Skeleton. His awareness expanded, granting him the All-Seeing Eye of Chaos. He could see the "Energy Flow" of the world, a 1,000-meter grid where every movement was a predictable vibration. He had become the Phoenix Sovereign Douluo (Rank 93).
In Spirit City, Bibi Dong clutched her chest, her heart hammering with a sudden, divine heat. A proud smirk touched her lips. "My Holy Son... you finally stand beside me."
While Lakan ascended, the rest of the continent was drowning in white. The Continental Snowstorm triggered by Bing'er's fusion had reached the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire.
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While the North froze, at the same time, Zhu Zhuqing stood before a swirling portal of violet-black ink on the Agila. She felt being called here by some Divine force.
Zhuqing stepped into the void. In this realm, there was no light, no direction. She was blind, but her Abyssal Shadow law allowed her to sense the Space-Time anchors.
She found him—a being covered in darkness, as if swallowing the concept of light around them, a manifestation of the God of Darkness, a shifting mass of primordial gloom. He don't fight with blades, he fought with Non-Existence.
"You are a mortal cat," the manifestation hissed. "You cannot touch the Void."
"I am not a cat," Zhuqing whispered, her voice a subsonic blade. "I am the Abyssal Shadow."
"Then we shall see if you are worthy"
She didn't attack his body, she attacked his relevance. Using the God-Seed of Shadow, she literally ate the darkness around him. She performed a Conceptual Theft, ripping the Shadow-Essence from his core. The God of Darkness let out a shriek of Conceptual Pain as he realized a mortal had just stolen his authority.
Zhuqing returned to the Star Dou Forest, her eyes glowing with Umbral Sight. Then made her way to the Agila by traveling through the shadow.
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In the capital, Ning Fengzhi stood on the balcony of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, his face pale as he watched ten feet of Divine Snow bury the city gates. This wasn't normal weather. The snow hummed with a spiritual frequency that suppressed the soul power of anyone beneath the Rank of Spirit King.
"It is them," Ning Fengzhi whispered, his hands trembling. "The Spirit Hall... it seems that they are gaining authority over the heavens themselves."
The Alliance of the Five Shields was in a state of absolute panic. Their supply lines were frozen. Their vassal lands were calling for aid that didn't exist. The Old Guard realized that their Neutrality had been a death sentence. The Spirit Empire wasn't just conquering them with armies, it was Observaing and judging their right to exist in a world that belonged to the Sovereigns.
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Back on the Agila, which had remained in the North to guard the sisters, Zhu Zhuqing stood on the prow. She watched the prismatic aurora in the distance, knowing it was Lakan's breakthrough.
She didn't feel left behind. She felt sharpened. She touched the God-Seed of Shadow in her heart, feeling the stolen Shadow-Essence of the God of Darkness pulsing within her.
"The Ice has found its Queen," Zhuqing murmured, her eyes turning into violet slits. "Now, it is time for the Night to find its predator."
After she stole the Concept a manifestation of the God of Darkness, the God claimed that she passed the first test, but her real Divine test hasn't begun yet. In order for her Divine Trials to start, the God of Darkness ask her to hunt a specific beast and take its core.
The Dark Demonic Evil God Tiger.
But the said beast is tricky and powerful, so she might need some help from her man. So she decided to wait for him and trains a little to prepare.
She began her mental preparation, reliving the trauma of the Zhu Clan not as a victim, but as a judge. She practiced the Scissor of Time-Space in her mind, envisioning the moment she would face the Dark Demonic Evil God Tiger.
She knew Lakan would return soon. And when he did, the Star Dou Forest would witness a hunt that would make the gods tremble.
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A week later, a pillar of prismatic fire descended onto the deck of the Agila. Lakan stepped out of the flames, his presence now so immense that even the Titled Douluo guards on the ship fell to their knees involuntarily.
His 9th Ring: The Sovereign's Prismatic Singularity hummed with a sound like a thousand chanting monks. He looked at Bing'er and Yue'er, who emerged from the abyss, their transformations complete. But Bing'er is still under the Divine Trials of the Goddess of Ice.
"Rank 93," Lakan said, his voice now carrying a natural, divine authority. "The North is ours. The Five Shields are broken by the cold. And the Sea God..." He looked toward the distant ocean. "The Sea God is desperately feeding Tang San poison, thinking it's medicine."
Afterwards, he learned what happened during his absence.
Lakan then turned to Zhuqing. "Are you ready, my little Night Cat? The Star Dou is waiting. We have a Tiger to deconstruct and a God of Darkness to humiliate."
Zhuqing walked toward him, her steps silent and lethal. "I have already eaten my fear, Lakan. I am ready to eat the world."
The Agila's engines roared to life, turning its golden hull toward the heart of the continent. The Phoenix Sovereign Douluo had arrived, and the final judgment of the mortal plane was about to begin.