Douluo Continent: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? A Soul Beast Pagoda!

Chapter 67 Emperor's Sword

The outskirts of Sylvester, in the desolate mountains.

This place is normally a warm area, but now a biting cold wind is howling through the valley.

This remote area is now experiencing abnormally low temperatures and powerful fluctuations of soul energy.

"Emperor Sword - Unrivaled Ice!"

A clear, youthful voice rang out in the cold wind.

Jiang Bai stood on a bare, grayish-white rocky ground, surrounded by an icy blue mist.

He made a fist with his right hand, and as he poured his soul power into it, ice elements converged into his palm like rivers flowing into the sea.

A long sword, as clear as blue crystal, materialized slowly in his hand!

The sword blade is not made of solid metal, but rather of compressed and condensed purest ice crystals.

Before the sword was even moved, the surrounding air spontaneously condensed into fine ice crystals and snowflakes, which swirled and danced in the air.

Hyotei, who was confronting him, suddenly narrowed his emerald green eyes.

"???"

Her expression showed obvious surprise.

This kid—did he really master it so quickly?

Although she could sense that the Emperor Sword that Jiang Bai was currently condensing was far inferior in scale and solidity to the one that Xue Di had used.

But that nascent sword intent, that way of drawing upon the ice elements of heaven and earth, that sense of control in compressing extreme cold into sharpness—

Indeed, it is the true meaning of the Emperor Sword among the Three Absolute Techniques of the Snow Emperor!

It's only been two and a half months!

Although I couldn't have learned without Xue Di's meticulous guidance, surely I can't master it this quickly?!

Just as Hyotei's mind was slightly shaken.

Jiang Bai's hand, which was holding the sword, moved.

There are no fancy sword moves, just the simplest and most direct vertical slash.

The trajectory of the arm swinging down was clearly visible, even appearing somewhat slow.

But when the deep blue ice crystal longsword sliced ​​through the air, it left behind a dazzling trail of light and shadow, like a fan.

From the deep blue of the sword itself, to the light blue of the sword's radiance, then to the pale blue of the chilling aura, and finally, at the end of its trajectory, it transforms into a pure white.

That's not the white of light, it's the white of nothingness, it's the color of absolute low temperature that appears after extreme cold freezes all matter and energy!

Wherever the sword's edge passed, the air crackled and groaned under its weight.

"!!!"

Hyotei's pupils contracted sharply, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Her slender arm instantly rose, a green light flowing beneath her skin. Her delicate fingers were brought together like knives, and she neither dodged nor evaded, directly meeting the terrifying sword light head-on!

"Bang!!!"

A deafening roar exploded through the valley, the sound waves spreading outwards as if they were tangible, causing the snow on the distant hillsides to slide down in a soft rustling sound.

The sharp edge of the ice crystal longsword struck Hyotei's raised arm squarely.

The deep blue sword light and the emerald green protective soul light intertwined, eroded, and annihilated each other.

A bone-chilling cold erupted from the point of impact, instantly covering the ground with a layer of ice half a foot thick, which then rapidly spread outwards.

The stalemate lasted for less than a breath.

The sword light dissipated, and the ice crystal longsword, unable to withstand the recoil, shattered inch by inch from its tip, turning into countless crystalline ice powders.

But the arm that Hyotei used to block the sword's edge was covered from his wrist to his elbow with a thick layer of opaque, dark blue ice crystals.

On the surface of the ice, the sharp sword intent left by Jiang Bai's sword could even be faintly felt, preventing the Ice Emperor's own soul power from melting.

Hyotei remained expressionless, but a fleeting look of surprise crossed the depths of his blue eyes.

She subtly shook her hand.

"Snap—crash—"

The ice crystals covering the arm shattered and fell off, revealing the intact, still fair and jade-like skin underneath.

But the hand behind her back clenched into a fist quietly and forcefully, her knuckles turning slightly white, the slight trembling forcibly suppressed.

"Ahem," Hyotei cleared his throat, trying to appear as a calm and collected senior, with his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised.

"Alright, that's enough for this training session. Not bad—a little progress. You've barely touched the threshold of the Emperor's Sword. But you're still a long way from true Ice Extreme Unparalleled! Keep up the good work!"

Not far away, Xue Di, sitting on a smooth boulder, saw this scene and couldn't help but cover his mouth with his sleeve and let out a very soft, pleasant chuckle.

"Indeed, Jiang Bai."

Xue Di lowered her hand, her beautiful face showing undisguised admiration.

"Your comprehension is the best I have ever seen in my long life. To be able to grasp the form and meaning of the Emperor Sword in such a short time."

Her gaze seemed to sweep over Hyotei's right hand, which was still behind his back and tightly held by his left hand, and her smile deepened.

She had clearly seen the power of that sword strike. Although it couldn't truly harm Bing'er, the extreme coldness and sharpness that erupted in that instant, combined with the soul power enhanced by Jiang Bai's Ice Dragon possession and the initial understanding of the true meaning of the "Emperor Sword," was enough to shake Bing'er's defenses and even cause her arm to stiffen and become numb for a brief period.

Even Xue Di couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.

Human lifespan is so short compared to the lifespans of these spirit beasts, which are measured in tens of thousands of years.

Someone like Jiang Bai, who is only twelve or thirteen years old at most, might not even be old enough to open his eyes and see the world clearly in the world of soul beasts.

Yet, in these short lives, they were able to master, through cultivation, learning, and inheritance, the power that they would have needed tens of thousands of years of fighting and enlightenment to obtain.

Talent, inheritance, hard work, and the unwavering pursuit of power—these factors intertwine to create the brilliance and terror of human Soul Master civilization.

Xue Di's gaze returned to Jiang Bai.

Two and a half months ago, shortly after arriving in Sylvester City, Jiang Bai made a bold request to her.

He wanted to learn her Snow Emperor's Three Wonders.

She was quite surprised at the time.

She could have refused outright. But looking into Jiang Bai's clear and resolute eyes, and thinking of the magical little world within his martial soul—a world that could accelerate the growth of soul beasts and seemingly evade heavenly tribulations—and that contract—

Xue Di ultimately decided to teach him the relatively "simple" Imperial Sword first.

The so-called simplicity is only relative to the unpretentious skill of Emperor Zhang and the vastness of Emperor Hantian's domain.

The Emperor Sword: Ice Extreme Unparalleled is a killing technique that takes extreme cold and sharpness to the extreme.

She didn't expect Jiang Bai to learn it quickly, and was even prepared to let him gradually understand it over several years.

But reality gave her a pleasant surprise.

In two and a half months, she initially condensed the Emperor Sword and unleashed a strike imbued with the true essence of ice. Even with her seven hundred thousand years of experience, this speed was nothing short of astonishing.

Of course, Xue Di also knew that there were many factors that enabled Jiang Bai to achieve this.

Firstly, he possesses exceptional talent and comprehension, a calm temperament, and diligent practice.

Secondly, she believed it was due to the blessing of the 100,000-year-old ice dragon.