Douluo Continent: The Twin Sons of the Styx River, Shaking the World and Destroying the Heavens

Chapter 143 You, Will You Accept the Inheritance?

When I returned to reality, I was shocked.

However, only Meng Hongchen was in shock; Xia Die and Bolysia were not.

"What are those?"

"During the era when ancient soul beasts ruled, there was a war, the Dragon God War."

However, Xia Die still has one question: during the Dragon God War, the Ice God was on the side of the divine beasts. Why then would it cooperate with humans?
Even the butterfly couldn't understand!
After all, the Ice God seems to be a divine beast on the side of the soul beasts!
As for Polycia, she kept staring at the two completely different forces, and at this moment, the expression on her face seemed somewhat surprised!
Two completely different forces?
At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out in the hall.

[Those destined to meet!]

I have been waiting for this for so long!

Come forward.

"You are the Ice God."

A deep blue halo rose from the top of the statue, flowing and condensing like melting moonlight.

As the light faded, a woman with long, ice-blue hair stood in mid-air, the ends of her hair adorned with tiny ice crystals that trembled gently with the invisible currents. Her eyes, like crystals frozen in the deep sea, reflected the chill of an ancient glacier, while her skin shone with a pearly luster, creating a strange balance between cold and warmth within her.

A pristine white robe, like solidified snow, enveloped her body. Dark silver runes and frost flowers danced across the fabric. Whenever she raised her hand, the runes transformed into swirling, icy-blue fireflies, while the frost flowers unfurled into miniature ice crystals, silently recounting the long-forgotten secrets of the icy plains. The aura surrounding her flowed like liquid sapphire, condensing the air into frost wherever it touched, sending a chill down the spine of anyone who touched it.

However, the faint smile on her lips dispelled all the coldness. That smile was like the warm sun seeping through the cracks in the snowfield, or like the stream formed by the melting water of glaciers, clear and cool with a comforting temperature, making people willing to indulge in this contradictory beauty.

I am not the Ice God, yet I could be considered one. I am a wisp of the Ice God's will left here, awaiting the arrival of those destined to find me.

Her lips parted slightly, her voice as clear and melodious as morning dew rolling down a leaf in the forest, yet the last syllable carried the chill of a deep glacier. Each word was like an ice crystal polished by wind and snow, cold and aloof, echoing in the empty space. Her words carried an undeniable majesty, assuring everyone that she was the embodiment of the Ice God's will fallen to earth, holding the key to the secret realm, leading everyone through the fog to their unknown destiny.

Of the three of you, who will inherit my legacy?

Xia Die pushed Meng Hongchen over.

"Eh?"

"Sister Meng, you've always wanted to know what my purpose is in bringing you here. I'll tell you now: I'm bringing you to become a god. This is the place where the Ice God passed on his legacy; you should become a God King here. Now, it's your turn to go."

"what!"

Meng Hongchen never expected that Adie brought him here to help him become a god; he had never even considered that level of enlightenment.

I never expected that such opportunities would still exist now.

It's you, isn't it?

"Yes, senior." Meng Hongchen bowed respectfully.

Follow me

Following the will of the Ice God, I arrived at a palace, where a palpable chill enveloped me. The entire palace seemed to be formed from billions of ice crystals, with dazzling frost flowers blooming on the dome. Every icicle reflected a cold, eerie blue light, like a dreamlike kingdom built from countless shattered diamonds. As far as the eye could see, there were crystalline corridors stretching to the horizon, and the winding ice patterns underfoot resembled a fallen galaxy extending into the unknown distance.

The grandeur of this ice palace far exceeded expectations. Towering ice pillars supported a vast dome, and mysterious runes flowed across the ice-sculpted columns. Every turn led to an even wider space. A chill, mixed with a faint light, flowed through the air. Compared to the palace just now, this place was more like an ice and snow labyrinth frozen in time, containing countless secrets waiting to be revealed.

The Ice God's will made them sit down, and then his gaze turned to Meng Hongchen.

[Makeup, since we've chosen her as the successor to the Ice God, let's begin.]

Before she finished speaking, the woman lightly touched the ground with her toes, slowly approaching Meng Hongchen. Frost flowers bloomed on the ice, creating tiny ripples. Each step she took was like a heavy hammer blow to Meng Hongchen's heart. When that icy blue figure finally stopped before her, before the smile on her lips could even reach her eyes, her fingertip was already touching Meng Hongchen's brow. In an instant, a chilling cold, like that of ancient ice, shot through his nerves and into his brain, as if his entire head had been sealed in a layer of eternal ice.

But deep within the chill, icy blue energy awakened like a dragon. It surged and crashed through the meridians, chilling everything in its path, yet also like the warm sun melting away shackles. A broken cry of pain escaped Meng Hongchen's throat, but she bit her lower lip hard to swallow the sound.

Her clenched fingers dug into her palms as she looked at the figure shrouded in divine pressure. Even her trembling could only be hidden beneath her fluttering eyelashes—after all, what stood before her was the will of the Ice God left behind in the world, which could not be desecrated in the slightest.

Ice-blue energy, like chains, suddenly lifted Meng Hongchen into the air.

Her blood surged violently like a boiling, icy spring, indigo patterns spreading wildly along her skin, condensing into frost flowers and ice crystals wherever they passed. A biting chill rippled outwards from her, causing moisture in the air to instantly condense into icicles that fell in a flurry. The entire dome of the ice palace was covered in spiderweb-like ice patterns in this extreme cold, as if even space itself was about to be completely frozen.

In an instant, a dazzling icy blue halo rose from between Meng Hongchen's brows, the light surging and condensing like liquid ice crystals, finally settling into a six-pointed snowflake. Fine silver light flowed across the surface of the mark, each line seemingly engraved with an ancient ice curse, faintly emanating a cold and mysterious aura, as if sealing the essence of the entire snowfield within it, firmly imprinted on her smooth forehead, signifying that a trial had been completed.

As the light faded, Meng Hongchen drifted slowly down from mid-air like withered ice crystals.

But this is merely the qualification to enter here; it does not constitute the true nine examinations.

"Then, Sister Meng, it's done."

"Yes," the Ice God's will slowly revealed what she knew before she left. "Before leaving, the original body scattered its blood across the continent, intending to select a suitable person to pass on the divine position."

Xia Die thought for a moment.

However, it now appears that the Ice God has fallen.

It must have been killed by powerful beings from other planes of the universe; the Ice God's idea was quite simple.

He was one of the few survivors in that war, and he was well aware that, given his status, he would face great ostracism in the previous divine realm and would eventually be killed.

A successor needs to be chosen. Soul beasts are out of the question and not within His consideration, because the Dragon God said that unless a new Dragon God appears, beasts are not allowed to become gods.

So he devised a compromise: he would place his own bloodline into a human, allowing the human to awaken a martial soul. If the human accepted his bloodline, they would surely awaken a powerful ice-type martial soul. Then, through the hints he left in the bloodline, he would guide them step by step to find the place of inheritance, inherit the Ice God's legacy, and become the new generation of Ice God.

This wait lasted a very long time.

He left behind a wisp of his will, waiting patiently for the destined one to come.

"Since you have been granted the right to inherit my divine legacy, and have undergone my test, let us see if you can succeed to my divine position." The Ice God's will smiled slightly at Meng Hongchen.

They seem to have become accustomed to this.

Xia Die's reaction to this was quite normal; she herself had also undergone the Nine Trials of Death.

But apart from Gu Yuena, she doesn't need to go through any of these processes at all.

The choice is in the hands of the Dragon God.

Since it is an inheritance, there must be an assessment.

Aside from Gu Yuena, it was his own strength that allowed him to defeat the God of Death in his youth.

Divine trials have become a standard feature in Douluo Continent.

The Ice God's will smiled slightly, her expression seemingly conveying everything she knew.

Before departing, our God set forth nine trials. Only those who pass these trials are qualified to inherit our God's divine position.

However, you need to verify your qualifications before proceeding.

Xia Die also understood that, like the Nine Trials of the Sea God, there were six levels: white, yellow, purple, black, red, and gold.

The higher the level, the more difficult the assessment.

The white level only has one exam, which is relatively easy.

The Yellow Level also only has one exam, but it's slightly more difficult than the White Level.

The first three tests for the purple level will be two more than those for the yellow level, and they will be much more difficult.

Black level consists of six tests, which are more numerous than purple level tests, and there is a higher chance of dying during the tests.

The Red Rank consists of seven tests. Upon completion of these tests, one can become a person second only to the gods in the far north.

The Gold Rank is the highest level of qualification among all levels, consisting of nine tests. Upon completion, one can inherit a divine position.

The Ice God's voice was very gentle: "Come with me, I will examine your aptitude and see if you are qualified to embark on the path of the Nine Trials." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the depths of the palace.

Passing through layers of ice crystal arches, a colossal ice pillar reaching to the heavens suddenly comes into view. Inside the pillar, tiny, eerie blue runes float, like sealed stars shimmering deep within the ice. Frost patterns on its surface meander and intertwine like veins, while a white mist, formed from condensed cold, slowly rises along the pillar, concealing the part of its top that disappears into the palace dome within a mysterious aura.

"Stand on the disc above."

The Ice God's will raised a hand and pointed, his gaze sweeping across the magic circle with a cold, glint: "Step into the array." Beneath the ice pillar, the azure magic circle slowly rotated on the frost crystal ground. The runes outlined by the eerie light seemed to emanate light like living things, and tiny ice crystals floated at the array's core, refracting starlight as energy flowed, as if silently summoning those about to undergo the trial.

"Yes."

"Now it is up to the Light of the Ice God to test your qualifications."

With a gentle wave of her slender hand, the Ice Goddess released wisps of chilling air from her sleeve. In an instant, a beam of clear, deep blue light, like that of a deep-sea glacier, cascaded down from the dome, enveloping Meng Hongchen like a waterfall. Wherever the light touched, fine ice crystals condensed in the air, weaving a shimmering cocoon around her. The icy blue halo flowed along her hair and clothing, as if imprinting the mark of a god upon every inch of her skin.

As the icy blue light permeated his entire body, the snowflake mark between Meng Hongchen's brows suddenly shone with dazzling golden light, its fine lines flowing with a molten gold-like luster.

The ice and snow mark that had previously served only as protection and a blood test was now like an ancient totem awakened, transforming into a burning flame. Golden light surged and flowed through his blood vessels, where chill and heat collided violently, and ice crystals continuously condensed and melted on his skin, indicating that the true divine trial had only just begun.

(End of this chapter)