Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Shui Bing'er stood on the steps, took a deep breath, and her gaze was firm. The steps beneath her feet were made of ice and snow, and each step made a crisp cracking sound.

Shui Bing'er continued to walk forward, the icy steps beneath her feet cracking under her boots with a crisp "crack" sound, as if every ice crystal was responding to her footsteps.

The surrounding chill seemed much stronger than before, as if it were about to freeze one's very soul.

The chill in the air grew stronger, and you could even see the white mist condensing into frost with her breath, clinging to her eyelashes and the ends of her hair.

The top floor of the Ice Temple seemed boundless, with towering walls that reached into the clouds, carved with countless intricate runes and patterns. These runes glowed with a faint blue light in the dim light, and occasionally a ray of light would shine through the gaps.

"I can't back down."

As she finished speaking, wisps of cold air rose from the steps beneath her feet, as if in response to something.

As Shui Bing'er moved forward, her body grew colder and colder, as if the surrounding chill was trying to erode her will.

Moreover, with each step she took forward, Shui Bing'er felt an inexplicable pressure.

Shui Bing'er gritted her teeth. She felt as if every step she took was on a knife's edge, as if each step was challenging her limits and testing her will.

The phrase "going through fire and water" probably describes this very situation.

However, it wasn't a sea of ​​fire that descended, but a sea of ​​ice.

The surrounding chill intensified, as if it were about to freeze her completely.

The top floor of the Ice Temple was devoid of sunlight and moonlight, only endless darkness. Shui Bing'er stepped onto the last step, before her lay a long corridor, its walls inlaid with countless blue runes and patterns.

Shui Bing'er stood at the end of the corridor, took a deep breath, and her gaze was firm. The corridor beneath her feet was made of ice and snow, and each step she took made a crisp cracking sound.

Leosley and Siegwen stood deep within the ruins, gazing at the long staircase leading to the top of the temple.

Leosley stood at the bottom of the steps, his gaze calm and unwavering. His eyes were like a deep pool, revealing no emotion whatsoever as he silently watched Shui Bing'er's retreating figure.

His robes fluttered slightly in the cold wind, but his figure remained as straight as a mountain, like a silent peak. The surrounding chill condensed into tiny ice crystals on his skin, but he seemed oblivious to it.

Siegwen stood beside him, her eyes gleaming with contemplation. Her fingers lightly traced the water element in the air, sensing the faint fluctuations within, as if trying to catch some clue.

“Head Nurse,” Leosley suddenly spoke, his voice low and steady, “don’t you find this a little strange?”

Siegwen paused for a moment, then tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "Strange? What's strange?"

Leosley's gaze remained fixed on the direction where Shui Bing'er had disappeared, his voice completely calm: "From the beginning until now, the Ice God Temple has not provided any guidance or hints."

Hearing this, Hitchcock nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with the statement.

Leosley continued, "Logically, inheriting a divine position should be a very important matter. If someone is truly qualified, they should be given guidance after completing the trials. But from the second trial until now, we haven't heard from her!" "Perhaps..." Siegwen's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of worry appearing deep within them, "Has she encountered some difficulty?"

As Leosley's voice faded, the chill around him seemed to intensify, as if even the air itself was trying to erode his will.

"Get out!" Leosley's brows furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"The Duke?" Siegwen didn't understand why Leosley would suddenly become angry.

"Looks like we've guessed something and are planning to leave us here!" Leosley looked up and felt something watching him from above.

At this moment, Shui Bing'er felt a chill after climbing only thirty steps.

This chill wasn't the kind that chills you to the bone; rather, it felt like a test of her will.

Moreover, as she stepped onto the thirty-fifth step, the surrounding space seemed to become somewhat distorted.

The cold grew stronger, even the water elements in the air were condensed into tiny ice crystals that floated in the air, as if trying to freeze her completely.

Not only that, the surrounding walls began to blur, as if the Ice God Temple was trying to erase her existence. Shui Bing'er gritted her teeth, struggling to maintain her composure and prevent the chill from eroding her will. Her breathing was rapid and heavy; each breath of icy air felt like countless blades cutting into her lungs. Yet, her steps did not falter; she continued to stride forward with unwavering determination.

As Shui Bing'er's voice faded, a blue light suddenly flashed beneath her feet, as if in response to something. The blue light flickered on the steps, forming a mysterious pattern. With the appearance of the pattern, the surrounding chill instantly intensified, as if threatening to completely engulf Shui Bing'er.

Shui Bing'er's body was completely immobile. She could feel the chill penetrating to her very bones, and she could even hear the sound of her blood freezing inside her. Her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't make a sound; her eyes remained resolute.

She knew that once she fell, she would truly be unable to inherit the legacy of the Ice God.

However, she did not regret embarking on this path of trials, because
I can't let my teacher down!
"I will not give up!"

As she finished speaking, the blue light pattern beneath her feet flickered even more intensely, as if responding to some power. And at that moment, the steps began to change.

The steps became wider, and each step emitted a strange energy fluctuation, as if responding to Shui Bing'er's footsteps.

Not only that, the surrounding walls also began to blur at this moment.

However, Shui Bing'er still couldn't see where the so-called top floor of the temple was!
She gritted her teeth and continued walking forward, the surrounding walls and steps radiating a blue glow.

At this moment, Shui Bing'er felt as if she were stepping on a blade. Every step she took felt like a challenge to her limits, a test of her will.

Moreover, as she climbed the forty steps, the surrounding space seemed to become even more distorted.

The chill in the air grew increasingly intense, as if it could freeze one's very soul. Shui Bing'er's breathing became heavy and rapid; her lungs felt as if they were being cut by countless blades, yet she did not stop, continuing to stride forward with unwavering determination. (End of Chapter)