Facing this strike that could be called the peak of the mortal world and had already touched the threshold of a Demi-God, the eternal frost on the Snow Empress's exquisite face finally melted, replaced by an indifference that transcended all things.
She was no longer just a Soul Beast, or even just an individual.
She tilted her head slightly, her ice-blue eyes reflecting that Sword of Judgment, yet she seemed to be looking down upon it.
Her vermilion lips parted slightly, and her voice was ethereal and grand.
"I am the Extreme North, and the Extreme North is me."
In an instant, the entire Extreme North Land, with its hundreds of millions of miles of glaciers and snowy plains, seemed to 'come alive' at this moment.
An invisible, majestic, and endless will of heaven and earth converged frantically toward the Snow Empress's seemingly small body from beneath the deepest ice layers, from the peaks of the most towering snow mountains, and from every falling snowflake.
"Buzz—"
A low hum, like the movement of continental plates, rang out.
The aura around the Snow Empress climbed frantically at a speed that defied logic, instantly breaking through the limits, surpassing the scope of a Limit Douluo, and stepping into a mysterious and profound Realm—Demi-God.
Her silver hair danced wildly without wind, each strand flowing with an ice-blue divine radiance.
Beneath her feet was no longer the shattered earth, but a frozen divine kingdom of ice crystals that seemed to reflect the eternal starry sky.
The form of the 'Emperor Sword: Peerless Ice Pole' in her hand, condensed from Ultimate Ice, remained unchanged, but the 'Dao' and 'Principles' contained within it underwent a qualitative leap.
The blade was no longer made of ice crystals; it was more like a captured concept of 'Absolute Zero.' At the edge of the blade, space was not being cut, but was directly 'frozen' into a void-like state of stillness.
She moved.
There was no dodging, no fancy tricks; she simply and lightly thrust the emperor sword in her hand toward that golden giant sword that judged heaven and earth.
"Clang—!"
This time, it was a crystal-clear sound of clashing metal, yet it far exceeded the scope of any ordinary metal collision.
It was the head-on collision of two completely different 'Laws,' the ultimate clash between 'Judgment' and 'Ice and Snow.'
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Golden and ice-blue light frantically eroded and annihilated each other at the point of contact.
The golden Holy Light of judgment tried to completely purify and evaporate the ice-blue Sword Intent, while that ice-blue Sword Intent was like the most stubborn ancient ice, forcibly freezing and solidifying all approaching energy, rules, and even 'motion' itself.
"Crack... Crack-crack..."
A faint, tooth-aching sound rang out.
It did not come from the ice sword, but from that seemingly indestructible golden giant sword.
Starting from the point where the tip of the sword touched the emperor sword, fine, cobweb-like ice cracks were spreading across the entire blade at a slow but steady pace.
The power of judgment was being frozen and dismantled by the concept of extreme cold.
On Qian Daoliu's face, which was merged with his Martial Soul True Body, an expression of unbelievable horror appeared for the first time.
He could feel that his connection with his ninth Spirit Ability was being forcibly cut and frozen by a higher power.
"Impossible, the power of heaven and earth... can actually provide such a blessing?!"
He roared in his heart, frantically channeling his remaining power in an attempt to reverse the decline.
However, the Snow Empress gave him no chance.
At the same instant that the Peerless Ice Pole held back the Final Judgment and gradually froze it to pieces, her figure blurred.
In the next heartbeat, she seemed to break through the limits of space and time, appearing out of thin air in front of Qian Daoliu's massive Six-Winged Angel True Body.
At this moment, the Snow Empress's height had not changed, but in Qian Daoliu's perception, she seemed to stand tall between heaven and earth, as vast and boundless as the entire Extreme North.
She slowly raised that slender jade hand. Within her palm, no light leaked out; all the cold air and all the will were compressed to the extreme, condensed upon that fair palm.
The surrounding light began to distort and dim, as if even light itself was being swallowed and frozen by that palm.
The sky darkened again, not because of dark clouds, but because the temperature in that airspace had dropped to a terrifying level sufficient to affect the propagation of light.
"Emperor's Palm—"
The Snow Empress's voice was icy and devoid of emotion, like an ancient cold wind blowing past.
"—Great Cold, No Snow."
She struck out with her palm.
It was silent.
But when this palm printed itself onto the brilliant chest of the Six-Winged Angel True Body—
"Buzz!!!"
An indescribable, ring-shaped shockwave of Absolute Zero instantly spread out from the center of the palm print.
Everywhere it passed, space was completely frozen, presenting a bizarre, ink-crystal-like pitch-black solidified state.
The shockwave swept across the ground below. The frozen earth and glaciers that were originally churning and shattering due to the earthquake were instantly smoothed over, turning into an absolute ice field as smooth as a mirror and harder than refined steel, reaching several thousand meters deep.
The Six-Winged Angel True Body, which bore the brunt of the attack and was composed of the purest light and sacred energy, instantly lost all color and radiance starting from the point it was hit, turning into a deathly ashen white.
"Crack!!!!!!!!!!"
A world-shaking loud noise erupted, as if the very skeleton of the entire Extreme North continent was wailing.
Qian Daoliu's Martial Soul True Body, that massive form symbolizing angelic glory and power, was like an ice sculpture thrown into a steel furnace; countless ashen-white cracks erupted from within, and then it exploded violently.
It wasn't an energy explosion, but a complete 'frozen shattering.'
The massive golden fragments quickly turned to dust in the process of being blown away, dissipating into nothingness.
With the Martial Soul True Body shattered, Qian Daoliu's original body fell from the high sky like a kite with a broken string, his entire body covered in an ominous layer of death-gray frost.
"Puff—"
He crashed heavily onto the newly formed ice field, smashing out a deep pit.
He struggled to stand up, but his body made a tooth-aching 'creak' sound.
He looked down at his body, his eyes filled with pain and a hint of... mockery.
His originally elegant and handsome appearance, like that of a middle-aged gentleman, was rapidly peeling away and dissipating like a fading mural.
His skin became shriveled and ashen, revealing the dark red muscle fibers underneath that seemed to have been forcibly sewn together; in some places, even the white bones were directly exposed.
Those eyes that once contained wisdom and majesty were now only left with a scarlet color.
His mouth pulled back, revealing sharp, inhuman fangs.
The hideous original form of the Nirvana Corpse, after its power was exhausted and it suffered heavy damage, could no longer maintain that hypocritical skin. It was completely exposed to the heaven and earth of the Extreme North, and to the cold gaze of the Snow Empress.
He lay in the ice pit, his aura withered to the extreme. The backlash from his Martial Soul True Body being forcibly shattered had nearly destroyed all his vitality.
For any ordinary creature, this would already be a certain-death situation.
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