Douluo Continent: Starting with the Burning Blade, he was then entangled with Ma Xiaotao.

Chapter 90 Snow Emperor's Soul

"Despicable human! You stole my cultivation, imprisoned my soul, and now you intend to humiliate me even more?!"

Deep within the Sea of ​​Spirit, in that corner imprisoned by icy blue chains and the phantom of an ice dragon, the phantom of a young girl, formed from the remnant soul of the Snow Emperor, has awakened. A cold fury burns in her sky-blue eyes, and despite her frail form, the majesty and pride of the ruler of the far north remain undiminished.

"Despicable? It's just the law of the jungle." Lin Feng's consciousness avatar floated calmly in front of her, his voice devoid of any emotion. "You've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, don't you even have this much awareness? Before human soul masters became powerful, weren't they just food for you soul beasts? Of course, I also despise the behavior of some powerful forces that indiscriminately kill soul beasts to obtain soul bones and medicinal herbs."

Xue Di stared at him coldly, her anger not dissipating, but a flicker of emotion flashed deep in her eyes.

The human boy's words, though unpleasant to hear, were not fundamentally wrong. The laws of the soul beast world were far more cruel than this.

"Then what do you intend to do with this remnant soul of mine?" she finally asked coldly, getting straight to the point. Given the strength the other party had displayed, erasing this wisp of her soul would require some effort, but it wasn't impossible.

"Let's make a deal," Lin Feng said succinctly.

He didn't beat around the bush; he directly revealed Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's insane "god-making plan," and even pointed out the origin of the Ice Dragon King's skull.

"The Ice Dragon King—skull?!" For the first time, an uncontrollable shock and disbelief appeared on Xue Di's usually cold and aloof face.

In her understanding, the Ice God, worshipped by the soul beasts of the far north for generations, was far less powerful and powerful than the ancient Dragon King who had long since vanished into legend.

If that's the case—this seemingly insane plan to create a god might actually have a sliver of hope.

The surprise and doubt in Xue Di's eyes gradually subsided, turning into deep contemplation. She had lived for a long time, witnessed too many rises and falls, and knew the weight of the word "deity".

Lin Feng noticed the subtle change in her expression and knew that the most crucial bargaining chip had been laid. He ceased applying pressure, calmly stating his position, his voice clearly echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness: "With nearly seven hundred thousand years of cultivation, you are still struggling under the Heavenly Tribulation, your path to godhood uncertain. Even if you survive another tribulation, what about the next? You can protect the far north for a time, but can you ensure its eternal existence? Why not join hands with me and help me ascend to godhood? I can swear an oath to protect the far north for eternity, granting your homeland peace."

He was sketching out a grand and far-reaching blueprint, a promise that was enough to move the Snow Emperor.

The Snow Emperor remained silent for a long time, his aloofness as the ruler of the far north clashing violently with the reality of being a prisoner.

Finally, she raised her eyes, her clear, cold voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of compromise and resolve: "I—can agree. Now, what do I need to do?"

Lin Feng pointed to the outer edge of the Sea of ​​Spirit, where five hundred skulls of the Fear Demon were slowly emitting a yellow glow.

"I have gained a basic understanding of their power. I can try to use the pure spiritual energy within them to repair your damaged soul and spiritual essence."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone sharp and piercing: "In exchange, once your original essence is restored, you must actively and deeply integrate it with my spiritual essence. Your self-awareness can be retained, and you will live as a soul in my spiritual sea. As for the success rate, it all depends on whether you cooperate fully and without reservation during the integration process."

He laid out the risks and choices clearly before Xue Di. It was a high-stakes gamble, with the slim yet real hope of becoming a god as the stake.

"Then let's begin," Xue Di said solemnly, her voice regaining its composure.

Lin Feng said no more. With a thought, all the remaining skulls of the Fear Demons in the room trembled, and a vast and pure spiritual power slowly flowed into Xue Di's damaged soul and spiritual origin.

Time passed quietly.

One by one, the light of the skulls dimmed completely, and the originally faint phantom of the Snow Emperor became solid and clear, with a cold and vast spiritual pressure belonging to the ruler of the far north faintly emanating from it.

Her soul and spiritual origins have been initially restored.

"Next, it's my turn." Xue Di opened her eyes, her gaze shimmering with icy light.

Without the slightest hesitation, with a thought, the most essential wisp of her newly restored spiritual essence was released and slowly drifted toward Lin Feng's avatar.

As expected of a peerless ferocious beast that has survived several heavenly tribulations, her control over her own spiritual essence is exquisite and subtle, and the whole process is calm and firm.

In addition, the invisible superior pressure and harmonizing power emanating from the Ice Dragon King's skull caused two completely different yet equally extreme spiritual forces to begin a deep fusion and resonance.

The process was slow, but it went exceptionally smoothly.

In another observation room.

"This is—the aura of a ferocious beast?!" Yan Shaozhe's pupils contracted, the chilling sensation startling him.

Moon's aged face was solemn, revealing something deeper. "It seems that the opportunities and secrets surrounding him are far more profound than we anticipated."

He spoke slowly, his voice low: "I only hope that this child will not stand on the opposite side of Shrek Academy in the future—that would probably be an immeasurable disaster."

Yan Shaozhe felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. For his teacher to say such a thing, Lin Feng's hidden abilities were probably more than just innate talent.

The bloodline suppression brought by the power of the Ice and Fire Dragon King was still fresh in everyone's mind, and now it was intertwined with the aura of the ferocious beasts of the far north—

Mu En fell silent, gazing intently at the boy surrounded by increasingly dense frost, his eyes deep and lost in thought.

Within the sea of ​​spirits, the fusion quietly came to an end.

After being freed from its constraints, Xue Di's self-awareness did not dissipate. Instead, it connected completely with Lin Feng's spiritual sea in a unique way, coexisting there.

Her shattered Snow Pill, containing the power of nearly 700,000 years of ice and snow essence, was re-condensed and perfectly embedded in the left eye socket of the Ice Dragon King's skull, like a lit left eye, deep and mysterious.

An extreme chill, purer and more vast than ever before, naturally flowed through Lin Feng's limbs and spirit.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, a faint icy blue light swirling within them. However, what he saw before him startled him slightly.

A young girl stood quietly in the room, her figure solid, as if she were a real person.

She wore a plain white dress, her face was aloof and stunningly beautiful. She was the Snow Emperor in human form at the age of seventeen or eighteen, exactly like the soul in the Sea of ​​Spirit, but with a more real presence.

"Your soul body—can it detach from the Sea of ​​Spirit and still be so solid as a real person?" Lin Feng suppressed his surprise and asked.

This was the first time Lin Feng had encountered such a situation. After a moment's thought, he said, "This is quite similar to a 100,000-year-old soul beast transforming and rebuilding, yet it is also completely different. Let's tentatively call it a soul spirit."

"Soul—" Xue Di repeated softly, a very faint smile curving her lips. "That's quite fitting."

She paused for a moment, then calmly recounted the past: "Logically speaking, with my nearly 700,000 years of cultivation, it would be impossible for me to transform and rebuild my cultivation like an ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beast. With a cultivation of over 100,000 years, the power of my origin is too vast and solid to be contained by self-seal; even if I wanted to abandon it, it would be difficult to do so."

"My journey on the path of rebuilding was an extremely accidental opportunity. Deep within the core of the far north, I found a rare snow lotus, a treasure of heaven and earth with a cultivation of 100,000 years. It was almost impossible for it to develop sentience, so I used it as a medicinal ingredient to barely complete the temporary sealing of my origin and begin the process of transforming and rebuilding."

A cold, mocking glint flashed in her eyes: "But who knew, the unfortunate things that followed would happen."

Now, by a twist of fate, she has become this "soul spirit" state, which in a sense overlaps somewhat with her original goal of transforming and rebuilding.