Qian Daoliu's crimson eyes looked up at the sky, at the Snow Empress who looked down on him like a goddess of frost; there was no plea for mercy in them, only a near-insane obsession.
"Heh... heh..."
His damaged vocal cords produced a bellows-like wheeze.
"The power of heaven and earth... as expected... is not something human strength can withstand... but..."
His fingers, which had almost completely turned into bone, tried to form a seal with difficulty and trembling.
Around him, the nine spirit rings that had originally dimmed—specifically the last one, that blood-red hundred thousand year spirit ring—actually flickered with a faint light once again, defying all logic.
"A Nirvana Corpse... is already a dead person... why fear... dying again..."
He growled hoarsely, his voice carrying a heart-palpitating paranoia.
"But the faith of the angel... must never... be severed here."
"Ninth Spirit Ability..."
He gathered all his remaining strength, including the eerie vitality that originated from the myriad karma true blood and did not belong to the living, and frantically poured it into the flickering red light.
This time, the aura of the Spirit Ability was completely different from the previous "Final Judgment."
It was no longer filled with aggressive and judgmental heat and sharpness, but instead became... warm, soft, and filled with an endless sense of vitality and hope.
"—Breath of the Angel!"
Boom!
That blood-red ninth spirit ring suddenly burst into flames.
This wasn't a metaphor, but a real, fuel-like combustion.
As it burned, the spirit ring transformed into the purest life essence with a faint golden-red hue, surging toward Qian Daoliu's shattered Nirvana Corpse body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
A soft yet incredibly resilient golden pillar of light rose from Qian Daoliu's body, piercing through the space solidification area caused by the previous battle and even dispelling the chill in a small area.
Within the pillar of light, countless tiny angel phantoms seemed to be dancing and chanting, sprinkling down a warm rain of light.
This light rain fell on Qian Daoliu, and a miraculous scene occurred:
His shattered body, which had exposed bone and hideous flesh, began to heal at a visible rate as if time were reversing.
His gray, defeated skin became plump again, with color returning to it; exposed muscle fibers were re-woven and covered by golden energy threads, and even his cracked bones were mending.
His aura, which had withered to the extreme, was like it had been injected with a stimulant; it began to stabilize and slowly... rise.
This wasn't healing; it was more like... reshaping.
It was a powerful recovery, akin to "resurrection," obtained at the cost of burning the Origin of a hundred thousand year spirit ring.
In the sky, a slight ripple appeared for the first time on the Snow Empress's indifferent face that could freeze all things.
Her ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Qian Daoliu quickly recover within the "Breath of the Angel" below, as well as that sacred power full of vitality that was out of place in the deathly silence of the Extreme North.
"Burning a spirit ring... to reverse life and death?"
She murmured to herself, her ethereal voice carrying a hint of gravity.
"It's nothing more than killing him once more."
She slowly raised her hand, and the surrounding temperature began to drop sharply again.
Clearly, she did not intend to give Qian Daoliu a chance to fully recover.
The will of the heaven and earth of the Extreme North began to gather again, and the wind and snow condensed behind her into a huge phantom that seemed capable of blotting out the sun.
However, under the nourishment of the "Breath of the Angel," Qian Daoliu had barely regained the ability to move.
He knew very well that even if he used his trump cards, he would have no chance of winning against the Snow Empress, who could mobilize the power of the entire Extreme North Land, in this place.
His crimson eyes stared fixedly at the Snow Empress, as if to carve her figure into the depths of his Soul.
Just as the Peak battle between the Snow Empress and Qian Daoliu shook heaven and earth, another equally intense battle had already broken out on another vast ice field in the Extreme North Land.
The first to arrive at the core battlefield was the Ice Empress, who was most sensitive to the Snow Empress's aura and was extremely fast.
Her emerald-green figure streaked across the sky like the most brilliant aurora of the poles, heading straight for the center of the energy storm with bone-chilling killing intent.
She could feel that the Snow Empress was fighting an extremely powerful existence; although she had the upper hand in terms of aura, that judgmental light belonging to the angel still made her anxious.
However, just a moment before she was about to enter the main battlefield, a figure as heavy as a mountain and carrying a primitive, ancient aura blocked her path without warning.
"Gold Crocodile of the Hall of Rebirth, greets the Ice Empress."
The voice was low and hoarse, yet it had a metallic, clanging quality.
The newcomer was an extremely burly and robust old man, his hair and beard both a faint gold, his face rugged, and his eyes sharp as a hawk's.
He was clad in a set of simple and heavy golden armor engraved with crocodile-scale patterns; just by standing there, the heavy pressure he emitted caused the surrounding cold air to stagnate, and the ice surface beneath his feet silently sank downward.
Gold Crocodile Douluo.
The Second Enshrinement of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago, a Rank 98 Super Douluo, owner of the Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul, and now one of the Core Enshrinements of the Hall of Rebirth.
The Ice Empress's forward-charging figure stopped abruptly, her emerald-green eyes instantly shrinking to the size of pinpricks.
From the opponent, she felt a surging power of blood qi and Soul Power fluctuations no less than her own, and that primitive aura even contained a trace of... ancient majesty on the same level as her, a Heavenly King of the Extreme North.
She glanced at the golden holy sword and ice-blue divine light piercing the heavens in the distance; confirming that the Snow Empress was in no immediate danger, her heart settled slightly, but her killing intent boiled even more.
These invaders not only attacked the Snow Empress but even dared to split their forces to intercept her?
Without any nonsense, the emerald light around the Ice Empress surged, and within that brilliant radiance, her form began to change.
The light receded, and in her place appeared a young girl about the height of a human, with exquisitely beautiful features, like an ice and snow elf.
She had emerald-green twin tails like waterfalls, her eyes were cold vertical pupils, and she wore a magnificent emerald-green dress.
This was precisely the Ice Empress's human form.
"Humans? Are you the invaders?"
The Ice Empress's voice was crisp and pleasant, yet it contained a killing intent that could freeze the Soul.
"To dare trespass in my Extreme North Land, die."
Before her voice had even faded, the Ice Empress had already struck.
Knowing her opponent was a formidable foe, she used a killing move right from the start.
Her petite figure instantly blurred, leaving only an emerald-green afterimage behind, while her true self appeared above and to the side of Gold Crocodile Douluo like Gui Mei.
"Eternal Frozen Domain!"
Centered on her, a visible emerald-green light ring suddenly expanded.
Wherever the light ring passed, the air was frozen into pale green ice powder that rustled down, and space seemed to be coated with a thick layer of ice glaze, making movement exceptionally difficult.
This was the Ice Empress's Domain power.
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