Princess Weina possessed a Snow Lotus martial soul, and Muxue wielded a Snow martial soul. Both were ice attribute martial souls.
Naturally, these two noble young ladies with ice attribute martial souls had been escorted to the Extreme North for one clear reason—to obtain soul rings.
"Princess, young miss, please be careful. We're already deep into the heart of the Extreme North. Everyone else, stay alert!"
The elderly man at the front of the eight-person party spoke in a low and serious tone.
Weina brushed the snowflakes off her cloak with a gentle smile. Then, with the same tenderness, she swept the snow off Muxue's shoulders and softly said,
"Third Elder, thank you for your hard work."
The elder Weina referred to as Third Elder chuckled warmly at her words.
"Hehehe, little Weina, you're not only our empire's princess but also an outstanding disciple of our sect. Since you've come to the Extreme North to obtain a soul ring, how could I possibly let you come without my protection?"
"Outstanding disciple? Third Elder, you flatter me. Compared to Aotian, my talent is nothing."
Weina lightly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, a sweet smile gracing her face.
The Third Elder only smiled in response and said nothing more. Truthfully, in his sect, the undisputed top genius was indeed Long Aotian, who had a silver-level secondary awakening of a martial soul based on skin. But Weina, with her rare Snow Lotus martial soul and the silver-level secondary awakening of her mental-type innate martial soul—her brain—wasn't far behind. Though her cultivation was currently lower than Long Aotian's, her future potential far surpassed his.
As for the Third Elder himself, he was a Super Douluo at Rank 95, ranked third in their sect—just beneath the Death-Defying Douluo and the Golden Body Douluo Jinpeng. He was also Weina's teacher, and his martial soul, like Weina's, was a rare internal spiritual-type body martial soul—the spinal cord.
Martial souls like the Third Elder's and Weina's, which existed within the human body, were extremely rare. As spiritual-type soul masters, their fighting style differed greatly from the rest of the sect, who often relied on exaggerated transformations of physical body parts for close combat.
The group continued their march. As they progressed, the blizzard grew harsher, a sign that they were penetrating deeper into the Extreme North. To find a suitable ten-thousand-year soul ring for the newly advanced five-ringed Weina, they had to press on.
Suddenly, the Third Elder's eyes narrowed, and he halted, his voice low and tense.
"Conceal your aura."
Seeing the Third Elder acting as if a great threat was upon them, none of the other seven dared be careless. At once, they completely masked their soul power and lay flat on the thick snow, burying themselves into it until they blended perfectly with the white expanse—this was an essential survival skill for any human brave enough to enter the Extreme North.
The Third Elder stood motionless like a statue, extending his powerful spiritual senses in all directions. A moment ago, his martial soul's sixth sense warned him—something dangerous was coming. And not just any danger—something monumental.
A deadly silence fell. Only the howling wind filled the air.
"Third Elder, what's going on?"
Just as Weina spoke, the reason for the elder's wariness revealed itself. From afar came a thunderous, earth-shaking rumble that grew louder and heavier, as if an unstoppable force was bearing down upon their small party of eight.
Now, no one could misunderstand what that sound meant. Everyone's face turned pale—including the Third Elder's.
A massive beast tide was charging straight toward them!
The Third Elder gritted his teeth. From his back, brilliant silver light erupted, revealing his spinal cord martial soul. Around his feet, the optimal soul ring configuration appeared—two yellow, two purple, and five black. His eighth soul ring, deep black like ink, flared brightly.
In an instant, silver light spread outward, enveloping the surrounding kilometer in a luminous glow.
This was the eighth soul skill of his silver-level, second awakened body martial soul, the spinal cord—Cognitive Confusion Domain. Within the domain, all creatures' perception would be distorted based on the strength of their spiritual power. Right now, the Third Elder was using it to mislead the incoming horde of soul beasts, making them perceive the eight humans as impassable obstacles to avoid.
All they could hope for now was that none of the incoming beasts had spiritual power strong enough to resist the domain's influence—such as the Ice Snow Empress, Xue Di.
Of course, if they did run into Xue Di… then their luck really was abysmal.
The party lay frozen in the snow, hardly daring to breathe as the ground-quaking steps approached. Despite the sub-zero temperatures, sweat streamed down their bodies.
The Third Elder focused all his strength on maintaining the domain, eyes locked on the surging mass of soul beasts from the Extreme North. Even as a Rank 95 Super Douluo, he wouldn't dare face such a beast tide head-on.
Fortunately, the soul beasts did not detect them. One by one, the creatures diverted their path, flowing around the party and continuing their stampede.
Only after the last soul beast disappeared into the distance and the thunderous noise faded did the Third Elder finally relax. He gave the signal that there was no longer any danger, and the rest of the group stood up, brushing snow off their bodies, each looking as though they'd narrowly escaped death.
Weina held tightly onto Muxue's trembling hand. The terrifying sight and sound of the beast tide was so overwhelming, she had felt like she was about to die.
"Third Elder... just now, what exactly was that?"
The Third Elder's face was grim. He furrowed his brow and sighed.
"Little Weina... your spiritual power isn't strong enough, so you may not have sensed it. But just now, an overwhelming spiritual wave swept across the Extreme North. It was a divine summons—something only the inhabitants of this land can sense. It came from an absolute being."
Weina's eyes widened.
"You mean... the Snow Empress?"
The Third Elder nodded solemnly.
"Yes. That was the Snow Empress summoning all of her subjects to gather. That's why we saw such a terrifying beast tide."
The moment he said those words, silence fell upon the group. No one had expected that their journey to the Extreme North would lead them to witness such a rare and momentous event—perhaps one that might not occur again for ten thousand years.
(End of Chapter)
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