Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Becomes a God, Everlasting Forever!

Chapter 71: The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's Lucky Break?! Ice Sunflower Unlocks the Nine Trials of the Ice God?! (Please Read On!)

"That's the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Profound Ice Marrow!"

Even a single drop would be enough to greatly advance our cultivation, yet it ate and slept inside, sleeping and eating, and by sheer force of nature, it amassed itself into a million-year-old soul beast by consuming the treasures within that entire hole!

Hyotei became increasingly agitated as he spoke, pointing to the towering ice beneath his feet, his voice filled with deep sorrow and anguish:

"At the time, I just thought it was pure luck, that I had stumbled upon a natural, top-quality mineral vein."

But now it seems... there was no such thing as coincidence!
That's no ordinary mineral vein!

She looked at Xue Di, her voice trembling:

"Snow Emperor, don't you understand?"

That hole, formed from ten thousand years of mysterious ice marrow, lies right above this Ice God Temple!

It was the divine power that had been emanating from the Ice God Temple for countless years that, after condensing, formed that nest of ten-thousand-year-old profound ice marrow above!

"That damned Ice Silkworm, it just lay on the roof of the Ice God Temple, stole a little bit of 'leftovers' that Lord Ice God left out, and became a million-year-old soul beast!"

boom!
Hyotei's words struck Yuki-tei's heart like a thunderbolt.

Xue Di's usually aloof and detached face was instantly filled with astonishment and blankness.

She turned to look at the bottomless ice beneath, the Hyotei's speculation echoing in her mind.

yes……

The Mysterious Ice Marrow of Ten Thousand Years is so precious, how could so much of it have gathered in one place for no reason?
The only explanation is that it is being nourished by an even more terrifying and primordial ice-type treasure below!
And that ultimate treasure is the Ice God Temple!
"We...we were actually sitting on a treasure trove...and we didn't even realize it..."

The Snow Empress and the Ice Empress exchanged a glance. In their beautiful eyes, there was no trace of the majesty of the rulers of the far north.
All that remained was a deep, almost overflowing sense of regret and bitterness.

They ruled and dominated the far north for hundreds of thousands of years, believing they had everything under control.

The results of it?
The true divine lineage lies right beneath their feet, yet they remain blind to it!
On the contrary, a weak ice silkworm accidentally ate some "scraps" on the top of the temple and gained a million years of cultivation that made them all jealous.

Now, the plant-based emperor has arrived and immediately opened the temple gates, leading his subordinates inside to receive the true inheritance.

In comparison, these two so-called "Lords of the Far North" are simply like two fools begging for food while holding a golden rice bowl!

"What a waste...it really is a waste of resources..."

Hyotei squatted down in frustration, clutching his hair with both hands, his composure completely shattered.

"If only we had dug a few thousand meters deeper back then... even just to think a little more about the origin of that Xuanbing Marrow..."

In the far north now, where would that ice silkworm have the right to be so arrogant?

The Snow Emperor sighed deeply and shook his head bitterly:
"That's enough, Bing'er."

This is fate.

"Although the ice silkworm is lucky, it is not blessed to enjoy true divine fortune."

"Though we are the lords of the far north, we are not qualified to open the temple."

The Snow Emperor slightly raised her head, looking with awe into the depths of the ice layer, as if she could see the majestic figure walking with his hands behind his back through the ten thousand feet of ice.

"Only the Emperor... only he is the true master of this opportunity."

After passing through that deep blue passage, the view suddenly opened up before me.

This is an ice crystal palace formed entirely from the purest divine power.

There are no earthly piles of gold, silver, and jade here, only a solemnity and majesty that can freeze the soul.

Ancient and intricate divine runes are inscribed on the towering ice walls all around, each rune radiating an aura of ice laws that transcends the mortal realm. The chill permeating the air is not directed at the physical body, but rather at one's very essence.

If Bingkui hadn't possessed the Staff of the Ice God and hadn't had extraordinary cultivation, her soul would probably have been frozen into nothingness the moment she stepped into this place.

Lan Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, walking leisurely at the front.

The divine chill, powerful enough to freeze a Title Douluo to death, automatically melted away three feet away from him, as if even the laws of heaven and earth dared not touch the hem of his clothes.

Lan Yu remained calm; this wasn't his first time here.

A familiar road.

Despite possessing a terrifying cultivation level of 800,000 years, Bingkui, who was following behind him, felt a tremor originating from the depths of her bloodline.

That is the instinctive awe that those in lower positions feel when facing the supreme ruler.

But at the same time, the Ice God's Staff in her hand began to tremble violently from the moment she stepped into the hall.

The light flowing across the staff grew increasingly intense, emitting bursts of buzzing, conveying an indescribable joy and longing, as if a wanderer were returning home.

"Go."

Lan Yu stopped in his tracks, not walking towards the towering ice throne in the center of the hall, but stepping aside and calmly looking at Bing Kui.

"Use the scepter in your hand to awaken the will here."

Bingkui took a deep breath, a hint of determination and reverence flashing in her icy blue eyes.

Bingkui first bowed respectfully to Lan Yu, then gripped the Ice God's Staff tightly with both hands and walked step by step firmly toward the altar in the center of the hall that exuded endless cold.

The moment Bingkui stepped onto the center of the altar—

“Buzz——!!!”

The Ice God's Staff in his hand instantly erupted with an extremely dazzling azure beam of light, shooting straight towards the top of the palace!
In an instant, the entire Ice God Temple, which had been silent for countless years, seemed to be infused with a soul and completely awakened.

Above the dome of the main hall, countless ice crystals lit up instantly, like billions of stars shining at the same time.

The boundless power of the Ice God seemed to have found an outlet, frantically converging towards the Ice God's Staff, and then flowing along the staff and into Ice Sunflower's body without reservation.

Immediately afterwards, a grand, ancient, and utterly emotionless voice boomed throughout the hall, echoing in every inch of space, causing the void to tremble:

"Take my token and enter my temple."

"Ultimate Ice, Divine Inheritance."

"The examinee has the right bone age, the right cultivation level, and the right bloodline... the compatibility is perfect."

The voice paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by Bingkui's Ice Blue Silver Emperor physique after being modified by Lan Yu, but then it delivered an even more majestic pronouncement:

"Initiate—The Nine Trials of the Ice God!"

As the divine voice fell, the blue light that filled the sky suddenly contracted, transforming into a delicate and intricate, almost tangible, ice-blue beam of light, which shot with perfect precision toward Bingkui's brow.

"Well……"

Bingkui's delicate body trembled violently, and she was lifted into the air by divine power.

Bingkui's long, icy blue hair danced wildly behind her, and her beautiful face revealed a mixture of pain and pleasure.

On Bingkui's smooth and full forehead, a point of cold light quickly condensed. As divine power flowed, it finally transformed into a crystal-clear, six-pointed snowflake-like ice mark, which was deeply imprinted in the center of her brow.

(End of this chapter)