Douluo Jueshi: My body was penetrated by the Snow Queen

Chapter 220 Fusion of Dao Traces (Please continue reading)

"What is she doing?!"

Xue Di staggered back half a step, her pupils contracting sharply, her eyes reflecting the wildly churning energy vortex in the center of her spiritual sea.

Under Xue Wushuang's control, the three soul cores fused into one, and the dazzling light they emitted was like a newly born sun, making her soul tremble.

She once thought that being able to condense a soul core at the Soul Saint realm was already a sign of exceptional talent, but now she realized that the gap between herself and Xue Wushuang was more than just a matter of clouds and mud.
The opponent not only condensed three soul cores, but also pioneered an unprecedented path, fusing the three into one.

This courage and boldness felt as if an ice pick had pierced Xue Di's heart, and a chill spread throughout her body along her blood vessels.

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of Xue Di's lips. Once, as the ruler of the far north, she stood atop the snow-covered plains, looking down upon all living beings, exuding an aura of nobility and coldness, controlling life and death with every gesture.

But now?

Blind arrogance blinded her to the situation, and she was only thinking about preventing Xue Wushuang from taking back her body and seizing the divine position. Little did she know that in Xue Wushuang's eyes, she was nothing more than a clown, performing a ridiculous and pathetic one-woman show.

"Snow Emperor, Snow Emperor, where have you been all these tens of thousands of years?" she murmured to herself, her voice extremely hoarse.

The arrogant figure in her memory overlapped with her disheveled self before her, and the stark contrast brought tears to her eyes.

The former aloofness and arrogance have long since crumbled, replaced by endless regret and self-blame.

She looked down at the Ice Emperor beside her. If it weren't for her own selfishness and greed, and her insistence on persuading the Ice Emperor to make a sacrifice, he might still be soaring freely in the far north right now.

But now, they are trapped in this sea of ​​spirits, awaiting an unknown fate.

Xue Di closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling like a dying butterfly. All her struggles vanished at that moment, leaving only guilt and helplessness.

Just as Xue Di was immersed in the abyss of self-reflection, Xue Wushuang's gaze was fixed on the rhombus-shaped soul core floating in front of her.

This ultimate soul core, interwoven with gold, red, and blue, seems to contain the cosmos within a small space. In its slow, rhythmic movement, sacred golden light overflows like a tide.

"I really succeeded!" Xue Wushuang's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

His fingertips trembled as he touched the void, feeling the faint yet unsettling pressure. The soul core, no bigger than a thumb, caused the surrounding space to crack inch by inch just from the outward leakage of its aura.

The bursts of crimson lightning darted about like serpents, turning the land into charred dust wherever they passed, and filling the air with a pungent, burning energy odor.

Through the light flowing through the soul core, Xue Wushuang's divine sense probed into it, and in an instant it felt as if she had fallen into a vast sea of ​​stars.

The surging soul power within was like an endless ocean, each surge accompanied by a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and earth. The shimmering points of light were fragments of laws floating in the soul power, revealing the terrifying power contained within this soul core.

"With it, I will have the ability to slay gods." Xue Wushuang's gaze became even sharper.

Although she is still in the body of a Limit Douluo and has not yet truly stepped into the God Realm, the power granted by this soul core is enough for her to contend with a true god.

The god she spoke of was no longer an ordinary level 100 Soul Master who had become a god, nor was he a priest or the like. Instead, he was a level 3 god who had actually mastered a divine position and whose strength had reached level 110 or above. She could even fight against a level 2 god.

Xue Wushuang closed her eyes and pondered, her mind rapidly sorting out the essential differences between divine power and soul power: "The core of so-called divine power lies in the application of the laws of heaven and earth."

"Ordinary soul skills are merely the external release of soul power, while every attack of a god is imbued with the power of their own laws, which is the source of their strength. The deeper one's understanding of the laws, the more stable the divine core becomes, and the more terrifying the god's power grows."

Her gaze returned to the Soul Core, and Xue Wushuang had a clear plan in mind: "Although I am only at the quasi-demigod level now, as long as I raise all my Dao traces to 200,000, I will be able to truly step into the demigod realm."

Every 100,000 Dao Marks represents a deeper understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, and one's strength will increase exponentially. Xue Wushuang's body shone with a burst of three-colored light. She clenched her fists tightly, and at this moment, her eyes burned with an unwavering determination, as if she wanted to ignite her entire spiritual sea.

Success or failure hinges on this moment. She took a deep breath, and her divine sense spread out like a spider web, locking onto the scattered traces of Dao throughout her spiritual sea.

With a slight thought, the frost dragon that had been soaring freely in the sky let out a deafening roar, its eyes flashing with submission.

Under Xue Wushuang's control, the dragon's massive body began to twist and compress, like a ball of energy being kneaded by an invisible hand, eventually transforming into a beam of blue light that plunged into the thumb-sized rhomboid soul core.

The moment the dragon entered the core, the entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently, and spatial rifts spread like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, the countless wandering Dao traces, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, converged above the soul core at an astonishing speed.

They intertwined and collided, coalescing in the air into a giant vortex.

This vortex exudes a chilling pressure, and every ray of light contains the mysteries of the laws of heaven and earth.

Dao traces cascaded down like a waterfall, frantically pouring into the soul core. Instantly, the surface of the soul core shone with a dazzling light and emitted a cracking sound as it struggled under the weight.

Fine cracks spread across the surface of the soul core like a spider web, and the originally thumb-sized rhomboid soul core began to expand continuously, soon reaching the size of an egg.

Xue Wushuang's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat. She knew that this seemingly smooth process actually concealed a deadly intent.

A massive amount of Dao traces surged in instantly like a flood. If one is not careful, this newly stabilized soul core will explode like a time bomb.

Once the explosion occurs, not only will her soul core be reduced to nothing, but her divine soul will also be completely annihilated in this terrifying energy storm, never to be redeemed again.

Xue Wushuang gritted her teeth, mobilized all her mental energy, and suppressed the restless soul core like a towering mountain.

Her hair moved without wind, her clothes fluttered, and she seemed to be one with her soul core and Dao traces, struggling on the edge of life and death, just to complete the final condensation of her divine core.

"Hold on!"

Xue Wushuang's roar shook the sea of ​​consciousness, causing the veins on her neck to bulge and her beautiful face to contort.

The soul core, suspended in mid-air, was on the verge of collapse. Spiderweb-like cracks covered its rhomboid surface, and each crack emanated a blinding purple light, as if it would burst forth with energy that would destroy everything at any moment.

At the critical moment of life and death, Xue Wushuang did not back down; instead, her eyes became even more fierce.

As the last divine sense burst forth, countless wandering Dao traces, like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, carrying a world-destroying pressure, all surged into the soul core.

The energy vortex that had been spinning wildly just moments before suddenly dissipated, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness fell into an eerie silence. Only the ice shards floating in the distance were still trembling slightly, a testament to the breathtaking events that had just transpired.

However, this calm is merely the calm before the storm.

Xue Wushuang's pupils contracted sharply; inside her soul core, a storm powerful enough to overturn the heavens and earth was raging.

Thousands of Dao traces transformed into rolling crimson flames, each one carrying the power of the laws that created the world.

Meanwhile, the vast blue ocean formed by the condensation of soul power is stirring up towering waves hundreds of feet high to contend with it.

The fire and water collided violently, and the resulting energy ripples shook the soul core violently. The cracks on its surface deepened at a visible speed, as if it would shatter like a broken mirror at any moment.

(End of this chapter)