Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 335 Battle against the Snow Empress, adding the icy power of the Dragon's Might
Inside the Red Guard Hunting Group's tent, the charcoal fire in the brazier crackled.

Yu Xiaolie looked at the task list handed to him by Morris, his fingertips tracing over words like "glacier prospecting" and "snow wolf encirclement," before finally closing the notebook gently and instructing Morris:
"Old Mo, recall all brothers who are on missions outside within a week and suspend all missions deep in the far north."

Maurice tightened his grip on his cane, his brow furrowed, and his cloudy eyes were filled with confusion.

Are the brothers going to stop their missions and starve as soon as they start following Yu Xiaolie?

He opened his mouth, but in the end he just sighed heavily, turned to Haote at the door and shouted, "Pass down the order: all squads outside, return to camp immediately!"

Yu Xiaolie nodded slightly and turned to walk towards A Yin and Shui Bing'er.

Upon seeing Yu Xiaolie approaching, A Yin immediately understood his plan.

She had been with Yu Xiaolie for so long, and she knew every smile and frown of her husband.

Perhaps this is also her most sentimental side as the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Ah Yin, for the next few days, you will focus on assisting Bing'er in her cultivation and make sure she breaks through to level 60 in the shortest possible time."

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin gently grasped Shui Bing'er's hand: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

a few days later.

In the early hours of the morning, the camp fell into a deathly silence. Ah Yin and Shui Bing'er were still fast asleep in the camp. Only the patrolling Soul Masters made a soft crunching sound as they stepped on the snow.

A colossal, icy blue dragon spread its wings, spanning tens of meters, at the entrance to the Red Guard Hunting Group's camp.

On the back of the giant dragon, Yu Xiaolie stood with his hands behind his back.

He gazed into the far north.

The wind and snow there were even fiercer, swallowing up even the moonlight.

But in Yu Xiaolie's eyes, there was only unwavering determination.

With a long roar, the icy holy dragon flapped its wings and flew away.

The terrifying dragon's might spread as if it were a tangible force, and wherever it passed, the soul beasts on the snowfield trembled and prostrated themselves.

Several ancient snow wolves were so terrified that they collapsed and couldn't move in the snow.

……

On the ice plains thousands of miles away.

In an ice cave somewhere in the far north, a petite figure suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a rare emerald green, like the purest jade.

She wore an ice-blue long dress on her upper body, her skin was as white as ice sculpture, and her long silver hair reached her waist, with ice crystal hair accessories in her hair.

But below its waist, the human form abruptly ends, replaced by a huge, ferocious, yet terrifyingly beautiful scorpion tail!

She is Hyotei.

As one of the three ferocious beasts of the far north, it was currently leaning lazily on the ice seat.

Slender fingers gently tapped the armrest, each tap causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

"A human limit Douluo? This dragon roar... it's so pure ice attribute."

She could sense the pure ice-attribute energy within the Frost Dragon, yet it also possessed a divine aura.

"Interesting." Hyotei's lips curled up slightly. "Judging from the direction, she's heading towards Yuki-tei's place."

As she thought about it, she shook her head and sighed softly, "Alas, what a pity that such a good Sacred Dragon Martial Soul was sent to its death by the Snow Empress."

As she spoke, she stuck out her pink tongue and licked her lips, a hint of regret flashing in her emerald eyes.

She knew all too well the Snow Empress's strength; she was the true ruler of the far north, and even a level 99 Limit Douluo would only face certain death if he broke into her palace.

……

In the deepest part of the far north, there is no wind or snow, only a desolate, frozen world.

A palace made entirely of ice stands majestically.

The palace is crystal clear and reflects a dreamlike blue light under the moonlight.

The steps in front of the hall are carved with intricate snowflake patterns, and each step exudes a chilling aura.

On the throne in the very center of the palace, a stunningly beautiful figure slowly raised her head.

Her hair was as white as snow, her skin as white as snow, and even her eyelashes were pure white.

A long white dress accentuated her perfect curves, with tiny icicles clinging to the hem, making a crisp clinking sound with her movements.

"Hmm? This aura of a sacred dragon... is quite rare."

The Snow Empress, the true ruler of the far north, frowned slightly at this moment. Her voice was like the gentle murmur of melting snow, clear and melodious.

Before the words were finished, a deafening dragon roar echoed from outside the palace!
The entire ice palace trembled, and countless ice crystals fell from the dome.

Xue Di suddenly stood up, her long skirt fluttering even without wind.

She raised her hand and waved it, and the palace gates burst open with a roar.

The biting cold wind rushed into the hall, but it only made her silver hair fly even more wildly.

The enormous figure of the Frosty Holy Dragon appeared above the palace, its wings obscuring the sky and the moon.

Yu Xiaolie stood on the dragon's back, his black robes fluttering, his eyes like lightning.

"Human, leave this place." The Snow Emperor's voice was as cold as ice, like jade striking each other. When her gaze fell on the Frost Holy Dragon, a hint of surprise flashed across her face. "For the sake of the Frost Holy Dragon, I will not kill you."

As she spoke, she slightly raised her slender fingers, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to an extremely low level, even the air began to freeze.

Yu Xiaolie did not answer, but with a clenched fist in his left hand, the Asura Demon Sword appeared out of thin air!
Eight spirit rings lit up in succession, all of them crimson 100,000-year spirit rings—the seventh spirit ring was even golden, making the entire snowfield appear like a sea of ​​blood shimmering with golden light.

"Feel sorry."

Yu Xiaolie pointed his sword at Xue Di, "You will be the last soul ring of my Asura Demon Sword."

The Snow Emperor was taken aback at first, then laughed angrily: "Arrogant!"

With a flick of her wrist, countless ice spikes materialized out of thin air, each as thick as an adult's arm, its tips gleaming with a chilling blue light.

"go with!"

With a soft shout, the Snow Emperor unleashed a barrage of ice spikes at Yu Xiaolie!
The Frost Dragon roared, its fifth soul ring flashed, and its wings snapped shut, forming a suit of ice crystal armor that protected Yu Xiaolie.

The ice spikes struck the dragon scale armor, producing a crisp, metallic clang, but they could not penetrate the defenses.

Yu Xiaolie leaped up, the Asura Demon Sword trailing a blood-red rainbow, aiming straight for the Snow Emperor's throat!

The Snow Emperor neither dodged nor avoided, but raised her hand and conjured an ice mirror in front of her.

"Qiang——!"

The demonic sword struck the ice mirror, leaving only a white mark.

Snow Empress sneered, and the ice mirror suddenly shattered, sending countless fragments flying towards Yu Xiaolie like sharp blades!
At the critical moment, the Frost Dragon swooped down and unleashed a breath of dragon fire, freezing all the ice blades.

Yu Xiaolie used the momentum to leap backward and landed on the back of the Holy Dragon, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Interesting, as expected of the Snow Empress." He smiled, his fighting spirit intensifying.

Xue Di also put away her contempt.

She could sense that this human was completely different from the Soul Masters who had coveted her Soul Ring in the past.

Especially that Frost Holy Dragon, whose shared frost attribute was imbued with dragon might, was able to withstand her extreme ice!

"Snow dances under the bright sun!"

Suddenly, the Snow Empress let out a delicate shout, and the wind and snow within a radius of a thousand meters around her suddenly became violent!

Each snowflake transforms into the sharpest blade, forming a vast expanse of ice and snow.

Yu Xiaolie immediately felt his movements were hindered, and even breathing became difficult.

Even the scales of the Frosty Sacred Dragon began to condense with thick frost.

But how could Yu Xiaolie show weakness?
He let out a low roar, and a terrifying killing intent suddenly erupted from his body!
"Killing Field!"

The crimson light spread out from him, rivaling the Snow Emperor's icy domain.

This was something he realized after defeating Tang Chen; it evolved from the God of Slaughter Domain and contained the purest killing intent.

The moment the two great domains collided, the entire snowfield trembled!
Icebergs collapsed and glaciers broke apart, creating a scene resembling the end of the world.

Xue Di was shocked to discover that her domain was unable to suppress her opponent!
What unsettled her even more was that, after coming into contact with her ultimate ice, the Frost Dragon did not become weak; instead, it became even more energetic, and the icy blue patterns on its scales grew brighter and brighter.

"How can this be……"

Xue Di muttered to himself.

She has lived for nearly 700,000 years and has never seen anything like it.

Yu Xiaolie also noticed something was wrong.

The Frost Dragon seemed to have its potential unleashed by the Snow Emperor's ultimate ice, growing stronger with every breath.

"Human, you have successfully angered me." The Snow Empress's eyes turned completely cold.

(End of this chapter)