Chapter 570: Encounters in the Far North, the Titan Snow Demon King, one of the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North!
Chapter 570: Encounters in the Far North, the Titan Snow Demon King, one of the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North!
Ah Qing has a friendship with that girl from the Ning family.
Wait until he finishes his business outside and returns before discussing the matter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Bibi Dong did not want to cause trouble for him at this time.
It was just such a simple reason.
For the sake of a single Lin Qingmo.
She forcibly called off the heaven-shaking grand strategy to annex the Upper Three Sects.
Even Spirit Hall’s grand blueprint and great enterprise for dominating the world had to make way for Lin Qingmo’s emotions.
Chrysanthemum Douluo buried his head even lower, not daring to ask a single extra word.
He did not know what had happened to make the Pope change her mind.
But he knew very well that this was not the time to cross the Pope.
That would simply be courting death.
Bibi Dong reined in her thoughts, waved her hand, and recovered her cold and ruthless majesty.
"You may withdraw."
"Go gather manpower and prepare for the hunt."
She absolutely would not allow her Divine Trial progress to fall behind.
She must master divine-level power as soon as possible.
For Spirit Hall.
Even more so to prop up an absolutely safe and invincible protective umbrella for Lin Qingmo in the future.
...
Meanwhile.
Inside the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.
The luxuriously decorated main hall at this moment seemed to have turned into a giant ice cellar.
Ning Fengzhi sat in the Sect Master’s primary seat, his brows locked into a dead knot.
His usual refined, calm demeanor—unchanging even if Mount Tai collapsed before him—was completely gone at this moment.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood on either side.
The two world-renowned Titled Douluo also had pale complexions and gloomy gazes at this moment.
"Spirit Hall has destroyed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"Their methods were extremely ruthless; not even a chicken or a dog was left alive overnight."
Bone Douluo had the fiercest temper, pacing back and forth inside the hall.
His tall physique carried an extremely strong sense of oppression, yet it could not conceal the restlessness deep in his bones.
"Logically speaking, after they finished clearing out Blue Lightning, they should have taken advantage of the chaos to come straight for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"We and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are mutually dependent like lips and teeth; Spirit Hall has no reason to let us go."
"Yet these past few days, there has been no movement whatsoever from Wuhun City."
"It is too peaceful."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong frowned, "This defies all logic."
"I simply can’t figure out what game that crazy woman Bibi Dong is playing!"
The hilt of the Seven Kill Sword in Sword Douluo’s hand gently tapped the ground, emitting a crisp and sharp sword hum.
"Something is wrong."
"Something is very wrong."
Sword Douluo’s gaze was as sharp as a knife, staring fixedly at the pitch-black night sky outside the hall doors.
"It’s the calm before the storm."
"Spirit Hall is holding back its troops; they are definitely brewing an ultimate move powerful enough to kill us in a single blow."
"That woman Bibi Dong either doesn’t strike, but when she does, it is thunderous."
The blade suspended above their heads was slow to fall, and that was the most torturous part.
Up and down the entire Sect, even the patrolling Disciples had developed neurasthenia.
Ning Fengzhi let out a long sigh.
He reached out to massage his wildly throbbing temples.
What of being the number one auxiliary Sect in the world?
Before Spirit Hall’s absolute military suppression, wealth and auxiliary abilities appeared pale and powerless.
"If you can’t figure it out, don’t guess anymore."
Ning Fengzhi stood up abruptly.
His gaze swept past his two old partners, and he said resolutely, "Pass down the order: the entire Sect will maintain day-and-night vigilance and enter the highest state of combat readiness."
"All inner and Outer Sect Disciples are to pull back their defense lines; even a flying bird must be shot down for me!"
Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging deep into his flesh.
"Do not give Spirit Hall any opportunity to exploit."
"Not a single half-step of relaxation is allowed!"
The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect completely plunged into panicky unease, startled by every rustle of grass and tree.
No one knew what tricks Spirit Hall was up to.
No one knew whether the thousand-year foundation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would still be able to be preserved tomorrow.
...
After three consecutive days of rapid travel, the wind and snow of the Far North forcefully blew people’s tempers into a blaze.
Da Ming’s massive cyan serpent body cleared the way ahead.
His thick serpent tail crushed across the heavy ice layer, forcibly plowing out a wide passage deep within the snowfield.
There were no reference points around.
Aside from white, there was only white.
The temperature had dropped to an absurdly low freezing point.
This kind of cold drilled inch by inch into the gaps of one’s bones.
Even the white breath exhaled from breathing would directly condense into ice shards mid-air.
"This ghost place is annoyingly freezing; are you sure the entrance is here?"
Zi Ji wrapped herself tighter in the dark purple scaled long dress on her body.
As the Hell Devil Dragon King, her attributes leaned towards darkness and destruction, and she extremely detested this pure ice and snow environment.
Having endured in this ice and snow world for a full three days, this hot-tempered Ferocious Beast’s patience had long since bottomed out.
Along the way, she cursed and grumbled, never stopping her complaints about the Far North.
If she could find someone to beat up to vent her anger, she definitely wouldn’t hesitate.
Lin Qingmo walked in the middle of the team and casually chimed in.
"It’s soon; walking a bit further inward will bring us close to the destination."
He knew very well the volatile nature of this Hell Devil Dragon King, and at a time like this, he firmly refused to argue, going along with whatever she said.
Besides, this ghost weather was indeed deadly.
Ah Yin attentively perceived her surroundings.
Beneath the snow layer, not a shred of permafrost’s color could be seen; it was all deep blue solid ice that stretched endlessly out of sight.
"As expected of the Far North."
Ah Yin gently crushed a bit of ice dust on her fingertips, a trace of astonishment and emotion in her tone.
"Blue Silver Grass is hailed as the most tenacious plant on the continent; wherever there is soil, there are members of our kind."
"Yet here... I can’t sense the aura of even a single stalk of Blue Silver Grass."
A true forbidden zone of life.
There were no plants whatsoever, and no cover of any kind.
The more dead and silent the environment, the more it made people’s hair stand on end.
Lin Qingmo pacified Zi Ji with his words, but in his heart, he was as clear as a mirror.
The core hinterland of the Far North never welcomed outside guests.
This was a closed kingdom dominated by wind and snow.
The deeper they walked, the higher the probability of encountering top predators soared exponentially.
The Soul Beasts here had spent year-round battling harsh environments, and their territorial awareness and aggressiveness were far more formidable than the Soul Beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Especially at the core of the Far North, there existed several powerful beings, referred to in the Soul Land II: The Unrivaled Tang Sect as the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North.
Sure enough, whatever one feared came to pass.
Da Ming’s massive body, which was advancing, suddenly halted.
"Something is approaching!"
His huge eyes contracted violently, staring fixedly at the blizzard and mist directly ahead.
At the end of the line of sight across the originally flat ice field, a "big mountain" rose abruptly from the ground without warning.
An extremely massive dark shadow cut off all paths ahead.
One hundred and twenty meters!
This was simply not a size that a normal creature should have.
The colossal entity gradually revealed its true form from the wind and snow.
Its thick cyan-gray flesh was covered with snow-white long hair resembling steel needles, and two pale, thick tusks stabbed diagonally into the sky, as if wanting to pierce the firmament.
That pair of crimson giant eyes looked like two blood-red lanterns suspended high in mid-air amidst the blizzard.
Rational, yet carrying undisguised frenzy and killing intent.
The Titan Snow Demon King, ranked third among the Three Great Heavenly Kings of the Far North!!!
(End of Chapter)
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