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

Chapter 268 Protecting the Ice City
On the other side, in the far north.

Meng Hongchen has now passed the fourth test and is beginning the fifth.

Without Xia Die in charge, the Sun Moon Empire and the Douluo Three Kingdoms were living in peace and tranquility.

The current generation of the Sun Moon Empire has reached a considerable level of strength.

Ji Juechen, a level 97 peak Douluo, whose destiny is "Hunting" and whose title is "Sword Saint".

Laughing at the Mortal World, a level 97 peak Douluo, whose destiny is "Wisdom" and whose title is "Divine Metal".

Jiu Li, a level 96 Super Douluo, whose destiny is "Hunting" and whose title is "Heavenly Fire".

Xiao Xiao, a level 95 Super Douluo, whose destiny is "protected" and whose title is "Xiao Ding".

Wang Dong'er, a level 95 Super Douluo, whose destiny is "Hunting" and whose title is "Dragon Butterfly".

Yuan Chuan, a level 95 Super Douluo, whose destiny is "Destruction" and whose title is "Abyss".

Yuan Yan, a level 94 Title Douluo, whose destiny is "Hunting" and whose title is "Blazing Flame".

Bai Xiuxiu, a level 96 Super Douluo, whose destiny is marked by the title "Ice Moon" in the "Memory" realm.

Ye Yukes, a level 98 peak Douluo, whose destiny is "Destruction" and whose title is "The Other Shore".

They have basically all reached the Title Douluo stage.

When they reach level 99, the Limit Douluo, they will likely become gods or "commanders".

The fifth test in the Dream of the Red Dust was not very difficult.

"The Ninth Trial of the Ice God - The Misty City"

"Within an ice city, the examinees must withstand attacks from soul beasts for three years."

"Reward: Ice God Affinity 20%, All Soul Rings Age Limit Increased by 10,000 Years"

"Then, you may begin."

Before the words were finished, the hazy will raised its hand and waved it lightly, and a soft yet irresistible ice-blue halo enveloped Meng Hongchen.

The next second, a dizzying sensation swept over her, and when she opened her eyes again, she was standing on a silent ice field.

Before me lay a magnificent ice city. The walls, constructed of massive ice crystals, reflected a cold, clear luster in the dim light, as if sculpted from millennia-old ice, each brick radiating a chilling aura. There were no guards on the city walls, the gates were tightly shut, and not a sound could be heard except for the howling wind whipping up ice shards, which pattered softly against the ice walls.

Meng Hongchen subconsciously looked around. She was alone on the vast, empty ice plain, even her shadow appearing exceptionally lonely against the ice's surface. This ice city was as silent as a tomb forgotten by time, unlike any ice city she remembered—there was no sign of life, no trace of human presence, only her and that seemingly eternally unchanging frozen city, silently confronting each other in the vast, misty ice.

The wind and snow intensified suddenly, and the howling wind was like countless ice blades, frantically cutting through every corner of the ice city.

At the edge of the once vast white ice plain, amidst the swirling snow mist, chunks of mysterious ice suddenly condensed and rose from the ground at a visible speed—they were giants made of pure ice, each ten feet tall, with ice shards like armor and ice fists like hammers, every inch of their texture exuding an indestructible and chilling aura.

At first, there were only a few scattered ones, but in the blink of an eye, they surged forth like a tidal wave, densely packed with frost giants filling the field of vision. They were silent, yet carried an aura of world-destroying power, pressing towards the city gate with heavy steps. With each step, the ice field trembled, the crisp sound of ice shattering intertwined with the muffled thud of the giants' feet stomping on the ground, creating a chilling prelude to death, like the most terrifying zombie siege, threatening to utterly crush this lonely city.

Just as the suffocating feeling of impending storm was building, the voice of the Ice God's will rang out again, still as gentle as ever, yet carrying an undeniable majesty, clearly reaching Meng Hongchen's ears: "Your fifth test is to keep these 'Frost Spirits' out of the city and hold out for three years."

On the other side. On the other side, the underworld.

"Bombardment!"

In these days of confrontation, he has never been able to defeat this woman who calls herself a "servant".

At this moment, Xia Die appeared.

"Master!" The moment Ah Yin saw Xia Die, she suddenly knelt down, leaned forward slightly, placed her hands in front of her, and lowered her head so low that it almost touched the ground. Her voice was full of awe and respect, as if she were facing the most supreme being in the world.

Seeing this, Ye Yukes dared not be negligent in the slightest. He bowed slightly, and although he did not perform the full salute like Ah Yin, the respect on his face was undisguised. He said, "Teacher."

"die"

"Reincarnation"

"There was no control over it."

Xia Die didn't even glance at A Yin, and spoke very gently to Ye Yu Ke Si.

Ye Yukes's hands, hanging by his sides, clenched quietly. He bowed even deeper, his voice even more subdued than before: "I understand, teacher."

"Get up."

Xia Die's voice remained calm. She didn't look at A Yin, but her gaze remained fixed on Ye Yukesi, as if her previous words were just a casual remark.

"Yes, Master."

Ah Yin responded, rising respectfully and smoothly. After straightening her body, she lowered her eyes slightly and stepped aside, still maintaining a submissive posture.

As Xia Die raised her hand, an ancient-looking scythe appeared in her grasp. Her gaze fell upon Ye Yukesi, and the gentleness in her tone faded, replaced by an unyielding authority: "Come forward. I will let you experience the true meaning of 'death.'"

A resolute glint flashed in Ye Yukesi's eyes, and with a flick of his right hand, a scythe appeared in his palm.

The scythe was a deep, rich red, as if it had been crushed and reformed from millions of blooming spider lilies. An eerie red light flowed across the blade, as if countless tiny petals were floating and dancing in the light and shadow.

Almost the instant Ye Yukes grasped the scythe, the two figures moved simultaneously.

With a slight movement, Xia Die's dark purple scythe slashed through the void, leaving a deep shadow. Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy of the underworld was directly annihilated, and the aura of death emanating from it was as vast as an abyss, making it almost impossible for people to breathe.

Ye Yukes was not to be outdone. His crimson spider lily scythe, wrapped in an eerie red light, met the attack head-on. With each swing, it seemed as if countless spider lilies were blooming and withering, the aura of life and death intertwining and colliding.

Two figures clashed at high speed in the void of the underworld. The moment their scythes collided, they emitted a piercing metallic clang, and a terrifying shockwave swept outwards from the two of them.

The scythes collided violently for the fifth time, and dark purple and deep red light exploded outwards.

Ye Yukes felt an overwhelming force flowing through the scythe handle, his arm went numb instantly, his hand split open, and blood slid down the deep red scythe.

Between the two "deaths," Ye Yukes was the first to be defeated.

He could no longer hold on, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the sea of ​​flowers in the distance.

Xia Die remained standing in place, her figure as steady as a rock, without moving an inch. The collision that had just shaken Ye Yukesi back seemed to her as if it were just a speck of dust being brushed off her clothes, and her breath was so calm that there was no fluctuation in it.