Douluo Jueshi: My body was penetrated by the Snow Queen

Chapter 218 God of Ice and Snow (Please continue reading)

Tiny ice crystals, like an inverted Milky Way, fluttered and scattered across the sky and earth.

The moment each snowflake falls to the ground, it seems to be pulled together by invisible threads, clinging tightly to each other and gradually condensing into a layer of crystal-clear snow.

The biting cold was like a greedy beast, frantically devouring the surrounding temperature, causing Xue Di and the others to shiver involuntarily, their teeth chattering uncontrollably.

"What exactly is she doing?" Xue Di frowned, her eyes full of confusion.

She gazed at Xue Wushuang, who looked solemn in the distance, and the doubts in her heart grew wildly like weeds.

Why go to such lengths now instead of absorbing the Ice God's core that's right in front of her? Is it just to summon the three soul cores and show off her powerful strength to everyone?

After an unknown amount of time, the howling wind gradually subsided, and the falling snowflakes became more regular. The chill and the amount of snowfall reached a strange balance at a certain critical point, neither rising nor falling.

The wisps of blue aura emanating from Xue Wushuang were abruptly stopped, as if gripped by an invisible hand.

At this moment, the sea of ​​spirit is like a surreal painting, presenting a stark polarization. Above, the sky is a deep, dark blue, as if it contains endless mysteries.

The ground beneath our feet was covered with a thick layer of snow, a vast expanse of white reflecting a cool, clear light.

Ten thousand traces of ice and snow drifted freely in this world, like agile blue sprites.

With the blessing of the Zhenbing bloodline, the number of these Dao marks has quietly climbed to around 150,000.

However, Xue Wushuang found it extremely difficult to take the next step and raise the level to 200,000.

Each additional mark is like climbing a towering, treacherous peak.

"No!" Xue Wushuang suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes bloodshot.

"With my current strength, I simply cannot increase the number of Dao Marks! My spiritual power is on the verge of exhaustion, my soul power has reached its critical point, and even this body, which has been tempered a thousand times, cannot withstand the pressure of more Dao Marks."

Xue Wushuang's voice sounded incredibly hoarse and hurried, each word seeming to carry a heavy shackle.

Her brows furrowed into a knot. Her original plan was to first raise the core ice and snow Dao traces to 200,000, thus advancing from the Grandmaster realm to the Great Grandmaster realm in one fell swoop.

Then, based on this foundation, we can gradually improve other Dao traces.

But reality was like an impenetrable wall of bronze and iron. The mere 50,000 marks of difference were enough to block her from moving forward, no matter how hard she tried.

The biting cold air swirled around her, but it couldn't compare to the bone-chilling coldness in her heart.

Xue Wushuang gazed at the 150,000 ice and snow Dao traces suspended in mid-air, those blue streams of light that she had once been so proud of.

She took a deep breath, her chest trembling slightly from the exertion, and finally slowly exhaled a puff of white mist: "That's enough."

Left with no other choice, she had to change her strategy. Perhaps, condensing the divine core first was the way to break the deadlock. Only by raising her physical strength and soul power to the same level as her spiritual power could she pave the way for the growth of her Dao traces.

Although she knew that the difference between a divine core condensed with 100,000 Dao traces and one condensed with 200,000 Dao traces was like heaven and earth, in this dilemma, it was her only choice.

"I'll break through to demigod status first!" Xue Wushuang clenched her fists, a resolute glint in her eyes. Suddenly, a hazy white aura rose around Xue Wushuang, gently enveloping her body like a light veil.

This halo seemed to possess a life of its own, constantly changing and transforming, turning into a kaleidoscope of colors in an instant. Sometimes it would transform into a phoenix soaring in the sky, and sometimes into an ancient pine tree bursting out of the ground, taking on countless forms that were dazzling to the eye.

This is precisely the trace of transformation she has taken upon reaching the level of a grandmaster, containing the wondrous power to transform all things.

As the Dao traces changed, they slowly rose into the air, and wisps of strange energy merged into the Dao traces amidst the icy snow.

The once tranquil, deep-sea-like blue sky suddenly rippled, as if a painting imbued with life was beginning to unfold.

Snow Empress, Ice Empress, and the others subconsciously looked up, their eyes filled with confusion and curiosity, staring intently at the strange changes in the sky.

"Roar!"

A deafening dragon roar suddenly erupted, its sound waves reverberating through the air as if they were tangible.

A colossal, crystal-clear frost dragon appeared from the void, its body gleaming with a faint blue light, wisps of cold air flowing between its scales, and each swipe of its tail seemed to tear through space.

It soars and circles in the sky, and wherever it passes, clouds and mist condense into frost, making the world even colder.

However, this breathtaking scene was far from over. With the blessing of the Dao Mark of Change, the power of the Dao Mark of Ice and Snow began to shape things at will. Whether it was a majestic mountain range or a towering ancient tree, they could all be transformed in an instant, perfectly replicating the characteristics of these things.

However, these illusions, though lifelike, always seem to lack a certain charm, like empty shells with only outward appearances, lacking the power to strike a chord with people.

Just then, a faint golden aura emanated from Xue Wushuang's body, flowing into the Frost Dragon's body like a trickle.

This was the power of her Dao traces. As the golden light merged in, the dragon's body became more solid, and its scales shimmered with a metallic luster.

It raised its head and neighed, each swing of its body accompanied by a whistling wind. Where its claws swept, ripples spread through the space, and a powerful sense of force swept over you, completely different from its previous illusory state.

The three types of Dao traces complement each other, bringing true life to this lifelike ice dragon.

But this is far from over. Xue Wushuang's body is now an empty shell. Her soul power, spiritual power, blood energy, and Dao traces have all been driven into her spiritual sea.

Next comes the crucial moment of condensing the divine core. To condense a perfect divine core, the three soul cores formed from essence, energy, and spirit must be condensed together to become a single core that concentrates all power.

Then gather all the Dao traces in the sea of ​​spirit into this core, and the condensation of the divine core will be successful.

The process seems incredibly simple, but it is extremely difficult to execute. Even the slightest mistake can result in serious injury, the loss of all combat power, and being reduced to an ordinary person. In severe cases, the person may die on the spot and dissipate, with all the Dao traces within their body transforming into the rules of heaven and earth.

Xue Wushuang would absolutely not allow herself to fail, and she absolutely could not fail. The past year flashed through her mind. A blue light flashed in her eyes, and she opened her bloodless lips, speaking softly:
"Let me pave the way for this still imperfect path, Tang San, I will definitely succeed!"

Xue Wushuang stopped wasting time and immediately began to manipulate her mental power, mobilizing the three soul cores to slowly collide with each other.

But before the three soul cores could even truly make contact, an incredibly strong resistance erupted, with streaks of crimson lightning constantly striking out from them, turning patches of white snow into charcoal.

(End of this chapter)